Post by loopy78 on Oct 2, 2014 19:56:04 GMT
The wind speed and direction has been putting the kybosh on the Yak dangling recently, couple this with no chance of an FP in the near future i had to chance it last night.
It was a bit lumpy to begin with
But soon the winds dropped and the rays came out to play
Tony (Wavechief) joined me shortly after i anchored and it didn't take long for him to join in on the action too, main baits used were squid, mackerel, sandeel and worm.
I'd had three painteds, dogs, a conger and a bass which sportingly spat the hooks back at me on the surface when, after a much heftier scrap a bloody great ray surfaced off the bow of my kayak and, as it dived back down the unmistakeable patterns of an undulate caught in my headlight
A few more spirited dives and i figured the undy was finally done, i reached across, lifted the snood line, the undy struggled one last time and TING...... the snood broke........it'd been weakened/chewed from the previous fish...
I swore a wee bit.
It took me about 5 minutes to calm myself and this little fella cheered me up as a bit of variety
I finished off with four painteds, a spotty, two dogs and an eel, Tony was the ray king of the night with nine in total, a mix of painteds, thornies and a spotty plus a dog. All in all a bloody good night, aside from losing yet another bloody undulate by the side of the yak.
I also managed to re-learn why it's always important to keep a tight grip on a doggy too....
It was a bit lumpy to begin with
But soon the winds dropped and the rays came out to play
Tony (Wavechief) joined me shortly after i anchored and it didn't take long for him to join in on the action too, main baits used were squid, mackerel, sandeel and worm.
I'd had three painteds, dogs, a conger and a bass which sportingly spat the hooks back at me on the surface when, after a much heftier scrap a bloody great ray surfaced off the bow of my kayak and, as it dived back down the unmistakeable patterns of an undulate caught in my headlight
A few more spirited dives and i figured the undy was finally done, i reached across, lifted the snood line, the undy struggled one last time and TING...... the snood broke........it'd been weakened/chewed from the previous fish...
I swore a wee bit.
It took me about 5 minutes to calm myself and this little fella cheered me up as a bit of variety
I finished off with four painteds, a spotty, two dogs and an eel, Tony was the ray king of the night with nine in total, a mix of painteds, thornies and a spotty plus a dog. All in all a bloody good night, aside from losing yet another bloody undulate by the side of the yak.
I also managed to re-learn why it's always important to keep a tight grip on a doggy too....
? Soz mate lol . Roll on the next trip 
