Another year, another adventure on the North Norfolk Coast, but all too brief.
We could only manage to get away for a few days in the County of The Big Blue Sky, Nelson’s county. Our destination was Wells-next-the Sea on the North Norfolk Coast and the location of the Pinewood Caravan Park. This has become a sanctuary for Tales household for our annual vacation to this part of the country, it’s one holiday we look forward to.
Pinewoods has been a caravan park since the 60’s, much changed and developed however is a quite and well maintained park with excellent facilities.
Crabbing in Wells-next-the-Sea
It was within minutes of arriving that young Tales demanded that the crab bucket and net was needed, the annual crab net hurling competition started and within two throws one large crab found its way into the net having been tempted in this year with up-market bait of cod instead of the usual bacon or pork off-cut, the latter being by far thPe best bait.
Crabbing at Wells-next-the-Sea
The harbour walls were awash with people leaning over the rails looking down into sea, lines cut the water and on occasion the whole contraption would be cast followed by cries and tears. I did manage to help one person retrieve their net by snagging the bright yellow line that flowed in the incoming tide by attaching a small hook and ledger weight and casting it out, after several attempts we succeeded.
This year is wasn’t quantity for young tales but quality, having netted one of the largest crabs for several years it seemed to answer the initial desire so my normal hours of net hurling was cut down to a respectable 45 minutes.
Under grey clouds.
Under stormy skies my own fishing exploits resulted in a blank, I was not after crabs but a prized silver bar of Norfolk bass. I decided to spin with a line of feathers tipped with a small Dexters Wedge and fished in the deep gully that now runs close the RNLI Lifeboat Station. After an hour or so with not even a knock I felt that I should have been fishing with fresh bait instead.
Steve, the bass fisher.
The following evening at low tide I met Steve, a well dressed fisherman that was targeting bass and flatties. Tackled up with extremely light gear, small jig heads, poppers and spinners he made his way up the beach casting his baits a fair distance with his beautifully balanced rod, line and reel. Fishing 6lb line he could cast his 5g jig head 30 yards and work the current perfectly. We chatted for a while about the virtues of fishing light gear and he pointed me in the direction of a tackle shop in Cornwall called the Art Of Fishing, where I could acquire a fine 7-8ft spinning rod like the one he was fishing with. As Cornwall is our next location a visit to the shop in Falmouth will be on the agenda, so thanks to Steve for the advice. I hope he managed to catch a fish, as the last I saw of him was as an isolated silhouette of a figure in the distance but with ripples here and there of mullet or possibly bass on the evening tide.
So onwards to Falmouth for our next adventure.