Got up to a dull but calm morning to go bait digging and then spend the day fishing. I spent a few hours the previous evening getting my stuff together so that I didn't forget anything. I'm not sure what Tim did about his preparation but when he arrived at Lepe and got his fork and wellies out of the car he found had two left feet and one boot about 3 inches taller than the other. Poor lad I guess he's nearing 50 and the mind is going, he did at least manage to find two of the same colour so, he had to dig wearing his Yaking boots.
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| More fun than digging the garden. |
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| What fishermen? |
The plan of the day was to head towards Calshot and follow the tide up and then return to Lepe when the tide was on the ebb. We didn't have much in the way of action until we came across some beach fishermen. The didn't say much but seemed a little agitated by our presence so we kept our distance. I was quite happily fishing away in a world of my own when I heard one of miserable buggers shouting something like, you've got all that sea why are you fishing here. I realised that I had drifted over his line and he realised he had caught a Kayak. So we parted company with the fishermen and moved out a bit further from the shore. I had no idea they could cast so far out.
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| Side saddle, see how stable these yaks are! |
On our way back towards Lepe I got a couple of bites followed by a Bass. Not a big fish but at least it was a fish. It wasn't the best days fishing but thoroughly enjoyable just to be out in the fresh air and the beautiful surroundings which at times we take for granted.
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| The Fish |
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| I see now why it fought, scary isn't it! |
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| Chilling out. |
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| Anyone for a beer. |
Thanks for the photos Tim.
