There was a change of plan in the Tales household this morning, as young Tales decided that it had been a while since he chucked a 3oz lead into the abyss.
With light precipitation, a degree or so cooler than recent weekends we made our way to Brighton, it’s close proximity making it a regular location for our sea fishing exploits. After van hour-long drive and a pit stop into the Tackle Box to pick up some lug we made our way over to the East Wall of the Brighton Marina. As we made our way round we looked over the wall to inspect the colour of the water and strength of tide. There were plenty of fisherman out on the brisk November Sunday, visibility was fair but a light wind blew in a southerly direction.
Tackled up with two vintage Masterline rods paired up with a couple of vintage Mitchell reels we decided to fish small hooked flappers tipped with black lug in search of flat fish or a late season mackerel.
Young Tales placed a reasonable cast about 30 yards out, the 3oz weight giving a satisfying plop as it broke the olive coloured water. Constantly adjusting the distance we cast methodically in a half crescent and also dropped a line close to the wall in order to tempt a wrasse, unfortunately there were no solid takes although our bait was being snapped at and stolen by the thieves of the ocean floor, yes the crabs were about.
After a 3 hour stint we decided to call it a day as the light started to fall away with the falling tide, as they say ‘time and tide waits for no man’. As a final treat to end the day a visit to the Palace Pier for a stick of Brighton Rock. However what we did observe to our left were three people fishing the low tide with lures for bass, could this have been ‘fishy rob’, a well know bass fishing guide. The low tide was illuminated with a golden glow by the lights on the pier, somewhere beneath the surface a bass or two were lurking.