17 April and it was flat calm on the North Cornwall coast. Woop-blooming-pee….about time. Anyway the hulking pollack that lurk around the reef off cambeak and had remained unfished for the previous months were about to get a nasty shock.
Today’s fishing squad comprised Pokey,Austen,Tim and yours truly,all in different yaks. OK,if you must know they were my Scupper pro,Austens Perception,Pokey’s Prowler and Tim’s smart new Malibu X -factor.
Pokey's pollacking brace
Pokey struck first with a couple of pollack that brought a smirk to his face. Tim’s handline got attached to something BIG….was it a mighty shark that makes Cambeak famous or was it a rock? Austen’s cerebral planning paid dividends when he hauled in some decent fish on his big sandeel paternoster, including fish of the day weighing in at over six pounds.
Austen scoops again
I got a sunburnt nose.
