There were a few fishing the bank when I arrived at about 1930 so I walked about 400 yards along and set up. First baits went in at about 2000, the ebb had started and it was quite weedy. After about an hour and a half the weed stopped and the bites started. Was getting bites that looked very bream like, the mackerel head and guts was getting hit too. i put it down to bream eating the guts but after a few minutes the rod was still nodding away. Brought it in to find a head and guts thief had managed to find one of the 6/0s, greedy ******!
I was just about to rebait the other rod, fished close in baited with ragworm after sole when I had a decent quick pulldown bite. Back to the beach buddy to sit on my hands for a couple of minutes, it pulled down again. Didn't feel heavy but it woke up when it got close in. It was flat but a flounder not a sole, probably just in size but realesed anyway. They don't seem to be a common fish anymore.
After about an hour of getting bites it went dead towards the end of the ebb and over low. I stuck it out to see if the new flood might produce anything before it got unfishable. I had a worm bait out at distance, couple of taps then the gripper broke out and the line headed downtide......weed assisted dogfish, damn! The weed and tide then made things impossible so time to go. Not the best of sessions in the end.
One thing i like about fishing here though is the 'New Forest safari' on the drive home. Three foxes, three deer and two badgers was last nights count!
