Week-end In The East Solent

[Coddy]

Spent the week-end at Hayling Island with a group of friends with their boats.

 

Launched Friday PM ready for an early start due to tides in Chichester Harbour.

Due to the weather, Force 7 , Saturday was restricted to the harbour and scatched around with a very small bass and loads of weed. Managed to get back on the mooring just after lunch and called it a day.

 

Sunday was such a contrast, sunny and no wind

Went out towards Bullocks Patch for Bream and stopped on the way for fresh mackerel but none want to play.

 

Managed a couple of bream, three differant wrasse, tompot blenny and a poor cod.

 

At slack water went out to a smoothound mark and Bill managed a 16.5lb smoothie within minutes, I could only manage a small one about 6lbs.

 

Due to the high tides the flood was pushing through very hard and you needed heavy weights to keep in touch of the bottom which over killed the rod so I expect I missed a number of bites.

 

We decided to try Brake Lege for another go at the Bream but the weed was horrid and so we called it a day.

 

Was nice to get out and it the sunshine for most of the day.

 

 

Pleased to read that the club had a good day with the Burnham boys.

 

Coddy

[Seamouse]

We were out with Coddy on the same meet and had pretty much the same time of it. Blown around on saturday, I was only able to make 8 knots IN HARBOUR and we got completely soaked into the bargain with spray clean over the cuddy. I had to back into the wind to chat to another boat at one point and the wind was putting spray clean up the length of the boat and wetting the cuddy windows on the inside! Sunday was nice enough but oh boy, the weed. It was everywhere, made life hard. We moved around a lot and had a smattering of small bream and five hounds, all like peas out of a pod at just under 7lb. Highlight of the day a good size squid, first I've seen caught on rod and line and seriously good eating

 

Steve

 

p.s Charlie, the charters on utopia were catching a few good hounds but no-one seemed to be finding tope anywhere. We had two tope rods out all day for a single missed run. Grim.