Ken takes a good battering....
Wednesday, 28 September 2011
Four Star Training (again) Farne Islands
Undertook more four star training, this time with good friends Neil and Brian, Phil Clegg lead the course..
Ken takes a good battering....
Ken takes a good battering....
Monday, 14 March 2011
Three Weekends, Three Sea Paddles
Conditions have been 'paddle-able' but not favourable for fishing so the last few weekends have seen us out in the sea kayaks.
A little video, thanks Dave :-)
The following weekends saw us around Flamborough, firstly North Landing, paddling up under Bempton and then the following weekend out from South Landing.
Spring is most definately just around the corner, the Gannets are back on Staple Nook.
A little video, thanks Dave :-)
The following weekends saw us around Flamborough, firstly North Landing, paddling up under Bempton and then the following weekend out from South Landing.
Spring is most definately just around the corner, the Gannets are back on Staple Nook.
Row, row, row your boat....
...gently down the stream....
Took a day off today and me and Fi loaded the open boat onto the van roof and headed to the upper reaches of the River Hull up near Driffield. Our launch site was to be Brigham, we paddled north towards the Wolds, sorry I should be more accurate, Fi paddled while i experimented with trolling several different lures...
I had to keep feeding her sandwiches and chocolate biscuits but mile after mile she did paddle....
Eventually got to the top end of the river where I had a bit of success last year with the boy, never fished it this early, was always June and July time earliest. Seems so different without any weed growth.
Got up to the top whirlpool behind the fish farms and pulled in tight to the reeds, chucked out across towards the white water in the hope of pike, lure of choice was a Spro BBZ.
First proper cast and the rod wrapped around nicely, too much of a sparodic fight for a pike, a few minutes later Fi had lifted the net under quite a nice Rainbow, brilliant result, this part of the river is known to have a few escapees from the fish farm, at least that was tea sorted.
Not to be outdone, Fi then grabbed the rod off me and had a few chucks herself
Not much else happening in that pool so we headed on up to the lock gates and jumped out of the boat for a breather, this area was known to hold a few pike as well as trout.
With that. Fi's rod wrapped around and she was soon scrapping against a better fish, this was no trout. I grabbed the net and after a little tussle I lifted it under a fairly nice little pike for her.
Back in the boat and we headed under the farm bridge and tucked right in next to the lock gates, this is were my son and myself had a couple of fish last year, I soon hooked into another nice trout (i think) but the hook pulled, Fi didn't fair much better either.
Back to the landing near the gates and Fi was getting a real dab hand at casting lures and spinners just short of the bridge, top respect to her as this is only her 3rd fishing trip.
This resulted in another nice rainbow matching the other at about 3 and a half pounds in weight.
What a brilliant little session, it started to get very cold and the paddle back to Brigham warmed us both up. Nice to land a few fish as its been quite a while, roll on flat seas and bars of silver.
Took a day off today and me and Fi loaded the open boat onto the van roof and headed to the upper reaches of the River Hull up near Driffield. Our launch site was to be Brigham, we paddled north towards the Wolds, sorry I should be more accurate, Fi paddled while i experimented with trolling several different lures...
I had to keep feeding her sandwiches and chocolate biscuits but mile after mile she did paddle....
Eventually got to the top end of the river where I had a bit of success last year with the boy, never fished it this early, was always June and July time earliest. Seems so different without any weed growth.
Got up to the top whirlpool behind the fish farms and pulled in tight to the reeds, chucked out across towards the white water in the hope of pike, lure of choice was a Spro BBZ.
First proper cast and the rod wrapped around nicely, too much of a sparodic fight for a pike, a few minutes later Fi had lifted the net under quite a nice Rainbow, brilliant result, this part of the river is known to have a few escapees from the fish farm, at least that was tea sorted.
Not to be outdone, Fi then grabbed the rod off me and had a few chucks herself
Not much else happening in that pool so we headed on up to the lock gates and jumped out of the boat for a breather, this area was known to hold a few pike as well as trout.
With that. Fi's rod wrapped around and she was soon scrapping against a better fish, this was no trout. I grabbed the net and after a little tussle I lifted it under a fairly nice little pike for her.
Back in the boat and we headed under the farm bridge and tucked right in next to the lock gates, this is were my son and myself had a couple of fish last year, I soon hooked into another nice trout (i think) but the hook pulled, Fi didn't fair much better either.
Back to the landing near the gates and Fi was getting a real dab hand at casting lures and spinners just short of the bridge, top respect to her as this is only her 3rd fishing trip.
This resulted in another nice rainbow matching the other at about 3 and a half pounds in weight.
What a brilliant little session, it started to get very cold and the paddle back to Brigham warmed us both up. Nice to land a few fish as its been quite a while, roll on flat seas and bars of silver.
Saturday, 19 February 2011
Daves New Sail
Dave was fortunate enough to receive a Flat Earth Sail for Christmas so on a cold January day we both went for a play putting in at South landing.
And always time for a little rolling practice.
And always time for a little rolling practice.
Thursday, 6 January 2011
No Place to Go
Just as in life, it sometimes seems it doesn't matter which direction you try to take there is simply just no place to go.
December the 29th 2010, thick fog on the coast. Fed up of slobbing around and in need of some fresh air and exercise I chose to paddle the river Hull. Put in at Weel Bridge, Beverley and up to Hempholme lock, all the tributaries we frozen....
And not much point going any further than the lock or I would most certainly run out of daylight.
A pleasant 20 mile paddle that served a simple purpose.
December the 29th 2010, thick fog on the coast. Fed up of slobbing around and in need of some fresh air and exercise I chose to paddle the river Hull. Put in at Weel Bridge, Beverley and up to Hempholme lock, all the tributaries we frozen....
And not much point going any further than the lock or I would most certainly run out of daylight.
A pleasant 20 mile paddle that served a simple purpose.
Tuesday, 2 November 2010
Late Season Paddle under Bempton
With Small tides and light winds forecast, it looked good for a short trip on Sunday. Fi and Rod have never paddled the Bempton to Speeton section of coastline. With an ebbing tide in the afternoon it was decided we would launch from Hunmanby Gap and paddle south over slack and then use the tide to get a little assistance on the return trip.
It was an overcast and misty day but The cliffs still looked pretty amazing albeit with the absence of the birds.
A quick rest stop on the way back, Rod gets himself comfortable on a rock...
A lovely day, slightly more distance covered than we anticipated and with a northerly wind building the return trip to the Gap was quite demanding.
It was an overcast and misty day but The cliffs still looked pretty amazing albeit with the absence of the birds.
A quick rest stop on the way back, Rod gets himself comfortable on a rock...
A lovely day, slightly more distance covered than we anticipated and with a northerly wind building the return trip to the Gap was quite demanding.
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