I had a quiet day out yesterday with Martin on Maverick, trying to emulate all these bass hauling heroes. The day started with an uneventful run out from Christchurch and then on to the Island. The plans for the day then went slightly t*ts up when I grabbed for my mackereling rod, the boat lurched and I ended up with a fine hokkai hook through the little finger of my right hand. After trying, unsuccessfully, for about 20 minutes to either push it through or get enough of the point through to cut the barb off, I decided to try and straighten it a bit to aid the proceedure. Instead I managed to break off the point and snap the shank and was left with not enough to go either way. Time to stop! I suggested to Martin that we should carry on with the day and I would sort it later (slightly embarrased at spoiling his day) he thought for about 30 seconds and decided we should go around the Island to Yarmouth where I could get medical assistance. Having done this, the Harbour Office arranged a taxi to take me to Newport, 15 - 20 mins away, where I received fantastic and quick treatment, and then a taxi back to Yarmouth. Martin had, by this time, sorted his priorities and found a cafe where he managed a full English breakfast. He didn't bring a takeaway for me! The time scale of all this was fantastic. Hook in 07.00, 20 mins self surgery, travel round to Yarmouth, taxi to Newport, treatment, taxi back and we were pulling out of Yarmouth Harbour at 10.00. That would not be remotely possible with the Oxford hospitals time schedules.
From this point, we first struggled for mackerel and then when Adam offered 3 or 4, we suddenly found a shoal and bagged up. We then relentlessly drifted the chosen mark, in the company of Adam and Gordon M, with little to show for our efforts but a hefty contribution to the tackle industry and the breaking in half of a 10 - 20lb Fladen Maxximus Solid C for me. Martin eventually managed to winkle out the daft one at around 3lb which meant HIS day wasn't totally wasted.
However, as I was down in the area, I made the monthly committee meeting and got my club pennant from Trevor, many thanx to Mrs. Wedger for her skilled needlework.
Thank you to Martin for putting up with me and apologies for cocking up his day. I hate to suggest perhaps we can try again sometime!
Terry.