A few pics from last week. Scott was already at camp, Stuart69 and I paddled out together then we all came back four days later. It was dreary a good chunk of the time and downright wet on a few occassions but it didn't stop anyone having a lovely time.
She gets around. This week with it being a still day we could hear the paddles slapping before she'd even appeared round the headland.
Scott already had a bunch of mackerel over the fire by the time we got there then a couple of days later popped out for twenty minutes and hauled in a bunch more. I didn't even put a rod together. It's funny, you wait all spring for the mackies to arrive then they go and trash the fishing by being so plentiful. He'd have been back in five minutes if he hadn't changed from feathers to a spinner to stretch out the session a bit.
The pots done well. A couple of bigges about 7" across...
...and a bunch of little ones that went back in.
We had a calm paddle both ways for a change. Even a wee tailbreeze on the way home.
Cheers to Stuart for sharpening everything in camp during one of the rainier spells while Scott wiled away the time buried in field guides and thatching books and I twisted up some string.
Made a couple of foot about half the diameter(about a mill and a half) to the usual that I've been making, there are less time consuming ways of making thin binding but I've developed a taste for sitting twisting string up and wasn't caring how long it took.
Click pic for bigger version and yeah, it was every bit as wet as it looks.
Josh
She gets around. This week with it being a still day we could hear the paddles slapping before she'd even appeared round the headland.
Scott already had a bunch of mackerel over the fire by the time we got there then a couple of days later popped out for twenty minutes and hauled in a bunch more. I didn't even put a rod together. It's funny, you wait all spring for the mackies to arrive then they go and trash the fishing by being so plentiful. He'd have been back in five minutes if he hadn't changed from feathers to a spinner to stretch out the session a bit.
The pots done well. A couple of bigges about 7" across...
...and a bunch of little ones that went back in.
We had a calm paddle both ways for a change. Even a wee tailbreeze on the way home.
Cheers to Stuart for sharpening everything in camp during one of the rainier spells while Scott wiled away the time buried in field guides and thatching books and I twisted up some string.
Made a couple of foot about half the diameter(about a mill and a half) to the usual that I've been making, there are less time consuming ways of making thin binding but I've developed a taste for sitting twisting string up and wasn't caring how long it took.
Click pic for bigger version and yeah, it was every bit as wet as it looks.
Josh