LSD and a Stripper?
That headline is sure to arouse your attention but yes, I did have a close encounter with some LSD and a stripper last Tuesday. Read on for all the gory details….
Well the wind eased up at last so nothing for it other than load up the kayak and head for Howth. The plan was simple, feathers for some mackerel and a simple running ledger (baited with said mackerel) on the bottom in the hope of some flatties. The water was fairly calm so I did a slow paddle towards Balscadden dropping the feathers here and there when anything showed up on the fish finder. No luck with that so I stopped off to watch crazy teenagers jumping off massive high cliffs into the sea. One of them even asked me would jellyfish attack as there was one swimming round where they were jumping – I think they call it “Tombstoning”.
Out around the point at Howth Head can be a bit rough but today it was lovely and calm. Still jigging the feathers I managed a couple of small mackerel so that was the bait sorted. I anchored up about 50m out from the cliffs and dropped the running ledger baited with a fillet of mack. It was’t long before the rod started to twitch and I was into a fish. Hoping for a flattie I was disappointed to see it was a doggie. Oh it’s at this point that I disappoint my readers who were hoping for some tale of a hallucinogenic experience – LSD = Lesser Spotted Dogfish 🙂
This was the case for the next hour or so, doggie after doggie interspersed with the odd mackerel, so it was time to move on. Up anchor and off I set for the long paddle across to Ireland’s Eye.
Once there it was time for a pit stop and a bit of grub. While paddling into the little beach I was greeted by a massive seal stretched out on the rocks. Well when I say greeted, he opened one eye, gave me the once over and duly went back to sleep. He was still there in the same position half an hour later when I headed back out.
Once around the back of the Island I tried the same tactics – running ledger on the bottom while I jigged the feathers with the second rod. The drift here was rather quick so I didn’t try the anchor. That didn’t help with the baited hook on the bottom. Meanwhile I was entertained by the local lobster fisherman doing his thing.
At one point I drifted a long way out from the Island and spotted what looked like a mini oil drilling platform. It’s drilling for something as I could see the waste water pouring out and hear the machinery working away.
Back in closer to Ireland’s Eye I hit a few mackerel. Nothing big and no great numbers.
At this stage my rig was down to two hooks having lost one earlier in the weeds. I hit another bite and this one felt quite heavy so I started to haul up. Couple of seconds later I feel a hard tug on the line and then it went slack. Reeled in only to find the feathers empty. At the same time the other rod on the bottom started to go mad. Reeled that it only to find the bait gone. Tried with the feathers again and the same thing. Had some fish on, harder knock on the way up and fish gone. This happened two or three more times until at last the culprit showed. A huge seal was stripping my line each time. I hadn’t seen him up until this point and the cheeky feicer bobbed up beside the kayak, not three metres away, waiting for me to catch some more for him. Oh and for those readers wondering about the stripper, here’s a photo 🙂
At this point it was time to call it a day and head back to the launch point. I’d managed a bag of mackerel for the table so not a bad day’s fishing. The weather was gorgeous for the day which made the paddle enjoyable and I was treated to a lovely sunset on the trip back to port.
Here’s a short video of the day.