well we headed out to our chosen whiting mark,at first it was a real kennel with a lot of Dogfish. Then a surprise (and very pissed off) smoothound made off with Dads bait not huge (4-5lb maybe) but put up a scrap on lb class gear
Fortunately the Whiting arrived with the tide and bites came all afternoon (with a few more dogs mixed in)
About three oclock I looked up and saw Dad with Rod bent double, line running back under the boat, thought oh joy the Anchors slipping and hes snagged on the bottom. However something had grapped his bait and motored up tide like a bloody train. Dad got it off the bottom and from the way it arced back in the tide it was obvious it was a ray, most likely of the blond variety. I then cleared the 3 other lines from the water (Just my luck Dads other rod had a doggy attached for me to deal with)
so with deck cleared checked to see how the fights going, not to well the rod was fully locked over and the fish was still taking line even with the clutch ratcheted up as tide as was dared. Virtual stalemate ensured for five minutes or so with very little progress made (dad was starting to look more knackered)
Dad tried to get some line back by shuffling backwards and winding as he went back to the back but it was fairly obvious by now that something was going to give and it did, Rod was sudenly straight and a few expletives rang out!
I dropped some heavier gear down but all I got was some exercise hauling doggies and 2lb leads up (a game I got bored of surprisingly quickly!)
A few more whiting and we headed in at just gone 4 pm.
The new trim tabs on the boat work a dream as well so a good start to 2012