I tried a spot of night-fishing last night. Well really it was more of a last ditch effort to “please God let me catch a sodding fish” but anyway. Given the state of the tides at the moment, the ideal time to fish is about 2-3am. Which is obviously in the dark. But it’s no problem as I have some funkadelic float add-ons that make the float visible.
I tell you, though, there’s nothing that will mess with your eyes than watching a small fluorescent yellow dot in the near pitch black at 2am. I found my eyes really began to play games on me, both in terms of the float disappearing (when it hadn’t) or when three of them suddenly appeared (when there was still just one) or weird things happening in your peripheral vision, notably, which I’m attributing largely to the horror-movie-esque setting, was people, ghost and ghoulies appearing left and behind me, ready to eat my soul (sole?) and feed me to the sharks. Of course none of that happened, and I got home, gone 330am, unharmed, if a little chilled.
The weather is remarkably changeable here. One minute it’s blowing a gale with waves lashing at your feet, to a minute later where it’s beautifully calm. The fog comes in quickly, but it takes no more than a rebaiting of your hook and the sky is crystal clear, with twinkling stars like diamonds on black velvet lightyears above you. And maybe it was just my eyes playing up, but I swear I saw a shooting star. (And no, it wasn’t the red flashing ones, I’m not getting confused with airplanes.)
So all in all, a good night.
I feel like I’m forgetting something.
Right. Fish. I caught two! One wee nipper of a Horse Mackerel but one absolutely stonking Silver Pollack. I’m definitely getting the hang of it! We ate them tonight, and frustratingly, the smaller Horse Mackerel (not to be confused with a regular mackerel because they’re apparently no relation) tasted better, but there was less of him. Including the two Garfish I caught today, that takes the fish tally to 5 now!