Got an SMS to say the the Kob were on the bite at the harbour, made it there by 4 pm with water coming over Red side at low tide, a sure sign that high tide would be spectacular, and indeed it was. High tide made everything wet with huge rollers crashing on the normally dry green side the fish fever kept us all going as whilst not abundant there were enough Kob coming in to give us all hope.
Now here is a strange story, I had manged to net some small harders and catch some maasbankers yesterday, fresh as a whistle, whatever that means they went on the hook. Whilst everyone was getting many bites or pulls as they say with the odd elf coming out, i only had the occasional inquiry. A frustrating business to put it mildly, everyone else catching the fish and me with my mombak on. ( a delightful expression to describe the expression of someone who has not yet caught a fish).
My trace was the same i was fishing in the same spot but nothing liked my bait. Surely i reasoned, Harders and Maasbankers are the fish that are swimming around, the natural bait, yet the fish remained hooked on Pilchard. Strange.
Anyway persevered as is my nature, moving down a bit towards the beach, sitting on my paint drum slowly going to sleep when some idiot cast over my line and pulled it away. No, but wait that is a fish, i had unwittingly hooked into what would of been my personal best Kob, got it right to the bricks where the sinker got stuck and bye bye fish. Another bliksem fishing story of the one that got away.
Packed up in disgust with my mombak firmly in place.
Greatings, ?Uf, me gust?! Tan clara y positiva.
Gracias
Worker