After todays trip, I can firmly confirm that the sea is ALIVE once more, and then some. Indeed, so many gurnards down below, that the plaice are not getting a look in. Not that I have a problem with that. Gurnards are very determined battlers, and keep people smiling. Just a single sailing, as the forecast for the afternoon was deteriorating. Peter, John, and my friend and former house mate Laura on board. The pheromone thing... further evidence... Of 50 plus Gurnards, Laura got the biggest. 4lb 4oz weighed ashore later. (yes, sorry. They taste so good...)
Im still having a little look for coddies as well in each session. No coddies today, but the first of the returning bass. Schoolies, and very thin, but very quickly their bigger brethren will be among us. Likely already are in the early places, even on the shore. We did bag 15 of these, before the shoal moved through.
A really good session, and big smiles all round. Mine the biggest. I love when people love.