Steve and Jamie went fishing on the 4th of May. We arrived just a the tide started to push in. Starting out with a rod a piece, we fired out a couple of crab baits at close range and sat back for the action. It wasn't long before my rod tip started to bounce and I was into my first fish of the day, a wee dogfish, nowt much to shout about but hey, it's a species I didn't have this year as yet. Next I get another bite and strike into a decent flounder, then another straight after, Steve still hasn't managed to get a bite as yet and is starting to worry that he's doing something wrong, shortly after he strikes into his first fish, a nice wee plump flounder. This continues for the next hour or so with a couple of double shots of flounders and dogfish coming in as well.
Eventually we are close to being washed off the shore and move to the higher rock ledge just round the corner, I have a trace baited and ready to go and send it out. Soon after it hits the bottom the rod get's an almighty bite and the tip goes straight down and proceeds to pull the rod from the stand, I grab it, strike and nothing! - I retrieve the trace and find the crabs to be pretty much intact and send them back out again to roughly the same location as before. Again almost instantly I get a huge bite, this time i'm ready, lift the rod and it's almost pulled from my hands, I strike and feel something hugging the bottom then moving up, I beckon to Steve that I think this could be a ray, to which her replies "I've never seen a ray from here….." 2 minutes later and i'm pulling a nice Thornback from the water… - weighed in at 5lb 1oz, photo's taken it's released back to the water.
We finished off around 9 o'clock with the smoothies dieing off and the return of the dogfish again. In respect of the day, a fantastic outing with stacks of fish.