6 July 2013

What a load of Pollocks

Wednesday was my whole day to fish alone, not required to constantly pull from snags, tie up new rigs etc.
I decided to return to loch Pooltiel as it was so good to me on the Monday. It was a great day just a light ripple on the loch.
 So it was on with the chartreuse and white clousers . First cast I took a small pollack then next cast again hooked another fish this one the close cousin of the pollack the coalfish.
 soon after another two anglers turned up to spin on the mark , and I promptly took a couple of nice fish around 4lb they were kind enough to take some pics.

 I then dropped two losing my flies as the dived into the kelp . More fish followed with odd quiet spell mainly ranging from 2-4 lb, and I found a new colour of pink and white effective.

 I spoke to the other anglers who had the odd pollack, and got a basic tutorial on how to spin these big rubber eels, I was needing the info , as Lewis my sons friend was still to catch a crash diving pollack, above  lrf size and as he is a keen young angler, I wanted him to get one before leaving on Saturday.
Unfortunately I knackered my second fast sinker of the trip, so put it a way at once so not to cause more damage and put on my repaired line .
Before long I decided to go for a wander, to a nice wee spot I could see further round the loch. On the way i admired some of the wild flowers.

ragged robin

flag iris
This mark required a leap of faith across a 3ft gap , but soon I was on the rock. I replaced my damaged line with the one i damaged on the first night that id repaired ,First cast I took a smallish pollack around 2 1/2lb then I cast again the line departed the rod into the sea. doh!
the rock

So I decided to give my hrf kit a go and rigged a gulp sand worm Texas style with a 7gm cone head. I cast it out pausing , slow retrieve just bouncing it around the bottom then I got a tap , tap tap, then I hooked up but unfortunately it got off, i suspect it was a wrasse, then as contiued the retreive closer in a big pollack shadowed the sand worm, a few casts later I hooked it but it was unstoppable, simply a 30g spinning rod just ain't up to the job for stopping these beasts.

 So I decided to put on a intermediate and count it down for a bit longer a minute to be precise, and it worked, with a cracking pollack of 5lb.

A few casts later I saw a bigger fish follow then take , a brief hook up and the fly came out its mouth so I cast short, pulled it just sub surface and the fish rolled over it  off the top just like a trout . Then dived down the ledge , I stopped his first lunge, then on his second I feel i almost had him ,then i watched as the fly broke at the knot  10ft or so down and the big old pollack with my pink fly in its lip idly sounded for the deeps.What can i say....  Great fun!

It had been a great day perhaps 20 or so pollack landed a few lost and a single coalfish, absolutely shattered back home for tea at 7pm.

more to come........

The Skye's the limit (first 3 days)

This years family holidays had finally arrived , we were bound for the isle of Skye! One thing that was worrying me on this trip was the forecast, it wasn't great for the first full day 30mph winds and rain on the Sunday, so we went to the capital Portree and myself my son jack and his pal Lewis had a go at lrf in the harbour, first I set up Lewis then as I was setting jacks rod up Lewis had a wee sea scorpion.
A good start , before long we were all catching small pollack and coal fish , then Lewis lent his rod to my wife Sylvia and she reeled in a tiny codling, I then took another two.
totie pollack

wee cod

I also managed out in the evening to do a bit fishing at loch Greshornish . I chose the location partly cause it was close by but also cause it was sheltered , infact it was so shelterd i was being eaten alive by the midges , its the only day they bit, and the only day i never applied my  smidge repellent.
Greshornish point

  The target , pollack on the fly. There's a 30 minute walk to the point, but what a smashing mark it is , first cast I saw a small pollack followed my deceiver then I got one not huge , in fact pretty wee but nice to get off the mark.
 I had a few more follows then I shredded my fly line on the barnacles, I know exactly when I did it , and was a bit annoyed at myself as it effectively ended the evenings fishing prematurely .

Any way I made a temporary repair and managed to cast to a degree , but no more fish on the point took , on my way back up the road I stopped of at another outcrop, and hooked a fish first cast , got to say this actually looked a little better for pollack than the point as it had good depth, but the point it's self looks a great wrasse haven.

The path to Neist point
stone piles
neist point  lighthouse
The groovy gang

Monday saw the family visit Neist point, simply a stunning mark though it was a little rough out the front, so we fished Moonen bay, after a blank in one bay we moved to the loading bay where my son Jack's first cast with his jelly worm said " dad I'm stuck on the bottom" then before we knew it we could see a stonking pollack  below us , we netted and weighed it, what a cracker 3 1/2 pound, it was then his wish that it was returned.
that's ma boy!
Try as we could me and Lewis could not get a take.

The rocks at Pooltiel
 So we headed back up to the car and on the way stopped of at sheltered  loch pooltiel for an hour and a half. Wasn't sure what fly to put on and wasn't full of confidence, saw a few wee coalies so scaled down from my big 2/0 deceiver to a size 2 chartreuse and white clouser,  did a 30 second count down and with almost instant effect I started to get pollack over the next hour I had 4 fish the best and last fish just over 4 1/2 pound , they have phenomenal power and they take a bit of holding to stop them crash diving into the snaggy kelp beds. At last i felt i had cracked it.

 kept two table sized fish for the pot and made a nice fish pie out of them.

pollack Pie....... mmmm.

Tuesday was another day of heavy rain and strong winds , we had a tour round the Trotternish peninsular stopping off at a few attractions, not the best day for photography the old man of Storr was covered by mist, but got a picture of kilt rock.
More days to come.......