The dry and mild September has been great for Col's wrasse fishing exploits on the other hand so when he suggested that we go over to Burntisland on Sunday I jumped at the chance, I've had a couple of short visits there myself this summer failing miserably on both occasions so I was keen for Col to show me the ropes. We arrived an hour before low tide and our first job to do was dig some rag worm, Col has a garden fork conveniently stashed in the undergrowth so he doesn't need to carry it on the train all the time! after twenty minutes digging we had more than enough rag to do us the afternoon.
|ain't nothing like the real thing|
switching between fishing on the inside and outside of the harbour wall the familiar tap tap bang bites of the wrasse became more frequent as the tide came in,
Col was broken by this one only to catch him a little while later on and get his hook back!
a goldsinny and a ballan
Col was using a size 18 hook with Corkwing wrasse in mind
no fillings required here!
on the light gear even the little wrasse put up a scrap, every now and then a bigger one would come along, and most of the time they won the fight, you really have to keep them out of the snags to have any chance of landing them.
after getting snapped on the cast before i was pleased to keep my last ballan of the afternoon out of the snags
at the back of five we had to leave to catch the train home, i can see why Col's been so addicted to fishing for them this summer, brilliant fun on the light gear.