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Alarm set for 0600, thermals on, coffee in flasks, van loaded, wait..............more de- icing needed.
On the road for 0620 pick Danny up 0640, driving through Mcdonalds 0650.
On the road for 0700.
The further out of Plymouth we went the colder it got. It's a rare sight to see a devon beach with snow but this is what we were first greeted with.
Waders on we both headed down to the water. My hands where totally assaulted by the cold and to top it off on my third cast I had the pleasure of watching my newest lure ( a pachinko frosty, apt name. bought from Lure masters last Sunday) breaking free off the lure clip.
Not to be Pi**ed off too much I decided to attach my other Pachinko on only to get a wind Knott and loosing it to a craggy rock formation.
Anger took over as I shouted "i'm going home" only to take a spectacular fall on kelp moments later. relieved not to have ripped my waders I calmed down.
A few hours later we both blanked and took the walk of shame back to the Van.
Why is it when on the way back to the van after blanking you always meet a smart [email protected]? " catch anything boy's?" "NO" we politely reply. " well can't see why not one of the local ladys round ere has a swim every morning, she said theres loads of bass in there" it's at this point I feel my self reaching for a fresh giant xlayer to slap him around the face with.
On the road for 0620 pick Danny up 0640, driving through Mcdonalds 0650.
On the road for 0700.
The further out of Plymouth we went the colder it got. It's a rare sight to see a devon beach with snow but this is what we were first greeted with.
Waders on we both headed down to the water. My hands where totally assaulted by the cold and to top it off on my third cast I had the pleasure of watching my newest lure ( a pachinko frosty, apt name. bought from Lure masters last Sunday) breaking free off the lure clip.
Not to be Pi**ed off too much I decided to attach my other Pachinko on only to get a wind Knott and loosing it to a craggy rock formation.
Anger took over as I shouted "i'm going home" only to take a spectacular fall on kelp moments later. relieved not to have ripped my waders I calmed down.
A few hours later we both blanked and took the walk of shame back to the Van.
Why is it when on the way back to the van after blanking you always meet a smart [email protected]? " catch anything boy's?" "NO" we politely reply. " well can't see why not one of the local ladys round ere has a swim every morning, she said theres loads of bass in there" it's at this point I feel my self reaching for a fresh giant xlayer to slap him around the face with.
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