It has been a while since I had a session – let alone, a successful one… First I had some things to do in the North of Portugal, visited Coimbra for a week, after I returned there was extremely strong wind… And so on, and so forth…
Yesterday morning I got up eager and ready for battle, went down to Praia da Alagoa and discovered HUGE weaves slamming against the shore – grass being thrown left and right – meaning there could be no fishing done…
I returned to the car and drove to the Vila Real de Santo Antonio pier – there the weaves were equally rough, but after the half of the pier I was far enough from the shore so that it was possible to fish. I had my spinning rod on me, and tried all sorts of lures left and right without success… As always, there were quite a few other fishermen there and I think there were close to 50 rods in the water. No fish to be seen anywhere – that is, until this guy came along with a float and started casting next to the blocks – he was getting regular bites and was pulling sargos out regularly. There were quite a few big ones, 40cm and more, one of the bigger ones broke his line… It was quite enjoyable to watch him have fun on light tackle, so much so, that I decided to try the same drill in the evening…
After a nice day of rest, I headed out around 20:00 in the evening, but when I got there the wind was very high, weaves even bigger. Still, I persisted for about an hour or so, and caught 1 tiny sargo and 1 tiny mucharra – obviously not what I was bargaining for.
On my was back I decided to try and catch some mullet by the restaurant to lift my spirits, but as I was fiddling around, water started going down, and some predators moved in among the mullet. Naturally, I switch back to lures and nearly tore my arm out casting without any luck. Oh, I did foul hook a mullet with my trusty BayRuf – but that does not count.
An hour into casting another fellow noticed me and the hubbub on the surface and brought down his surfcaster… And so, we stayed there until 3 in the morning, casting, experimenting, talking and eying the jumping mullet with anticipation. Finally, I decided to give up and started packing my tackle. I had 3 squid leftover from my float experiment and I gave them to my new friend. He put one of them on – the whole thing of course – and before I was able to get my lures back into the box, his surfcaster bowed down and he pulled out a very nice corvina – digital scale showed 2,25kg!
He stayed behind – I will ask if he caught anything else this evening when I see him – 100% he will be there again😊.
As for myself – well, enough said – off to try free floating sardine, and the rest of the tricks – I got to be able to catch something – that is, if they decide to show up again tonite!
