Couldn't get to Filey until 8.30am of the morning of the match so missed out on a good night apparently on friday. Tent pitched, boat sorted, changed and down the slip just in time for the start. Got to the Brigg End and hung about a little and took a few snaps. The Mad Moleman was the first around the corner closely followed by Jellyworm, Damo and co.
I didn't see this one coming
Our Tarpon Ben, as mad as a box of frogs but we do love him
The fishing was kind to me and I managed to winkle out a couple of pollock to 5lb 3oz. Then with it getting a bit lumpy paddled back in with Kev who had been chatting up a seal all afternoon and this old girl followed him all the way back in with her nose on his stern, almost all the way back to the beach.
Saturday night was fun, a quick run down to the shop and we had everyone fed with a nice big BBQ. But having only had a couple of hours sleep the previous night I dosed myself up on a small vodca tipple and headed to my pit.
Sunday saw Lozz, Spawney and myself head off around the Brigg for a nice paddle and a little rock hopping.
We all had a little play on the end of the Brigg as the tide race had started to develop quite nicely, Lozz started to find out the diss-advantages of a SOT compared to a sea kayak complete with spray deck.
Spawney was starting to get just a little bored...
And so decided to practice his roll within the race on Brigg End
Back into the bay and a bit off messing about and rescue training , then back to the beach were we again met up with Ben who was waving around a huge cod and attracting the hoards of tourists.
Really well done Ben, his smile says it all and a new PB for him, 9lb exactly. He didn't even frown slightly when we told him it would have been worth £300 the day before
Monday and yet another launch was decided upon,this time both myself and Dave decided to target the bass, a poor but enjoyable day with just a few fish