1st Stop: Llanbadrig Ledges
Was looking for a fast start to March so had plans for a lot of fishing early on. The day of the 1st March started off badly when I saw that having forecast little/no wind for the night, it had suddenly changed to 12-15mph South Westerlies. Being rather annoyed I set off to go and check the conditions during the day on the off chance that it would still be comfortably fishable. It didn't look to pleasant so decided to rethink my plan of action. It was neap tides at night so decided to see if Ed fancied a go for Congers. He hadn't had any success on the previous few trips so decided to take him to a less pressured mark between Llanbadrig and Porth Wen where I had success a few weeks ago. We arrived at the mark after a nice 30 minute trek to find a nice sea mist coming in. Having set up with the usual running ledger with mackeral/squid and in Ed's case a
tip of Sardine we chucked the rods out into the depths. The fishing was so slow that I even resorted to catching a scorpion fish from one of the rockpools nearby to pass the time :) Approaching midnight the mist thickened and whistling noises started to echo around the cliffs. Add to this the scraping sound of limpets moving over barnacle covered rocks and it all added up to a scene from a horror movie. Slighlty on edge we were soon comforted with the sound of Ed's ratchet. He hit the fish and started pumping it in whilst I clambered to the waters edge to land his fish. Up it came twisting and turning and after safely landing it we weighed it in at 9lb 3oz. Finally Ed had broken his 2012 conger drought. Unfortunately for me the only action I had other than a few rig losses, was an annoying dogfish that decided it wanted my 3/4 mackeral head. Oh well, things could only get better at this point. Packed up and back at the car the drive home again got us on edge. Firstly from a herd of sheep in the road of which until we were right upon them just looked like a thousand angry eyes staring at us. Then shortly after from a mass of suicidal toads that were making there way across the busy tarmac. Relieved to be at home by 2am it was time for a short 4 hour kip before heading out again in the morning.


whiting; not exactly what he'd had in mind but a fish none the less. This was when things just got better and better for me. Firstly, I landed this thorny on the left at 6lb 4oz before ending the session with my biggest of the day at 7lb 13oz (bottom right). Wide awake now even after little sleep, it was back to the car and off to plan the evening session. I had a certain pollock mark in mind and having seen the conditions at Ty Croes it was very promising. Report from evening session will be in post tomorrow. Need some much needed rest now after a long day
Hope you enjoyed the read,
it is so amazing and challenging.if you do this you need a lots of energy and patience.
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