My best friend for the first time laughed at my fishing attempts - she says I am 'hopelessly persistant' - I drove down to Van this weekend to do some fishing. I must say thank goodness it's not called catching because that would not describe my efforts this past year.
I went out first light, low tide (wasn't that low by the time I arrived). I tried my fly rod which wasn't doing very well at all, as I used an old rod instead of my good one - I then brought out my level wind - had a series of rat nests, then a kind sole helped me take the spool out, which I didn't know how to do or haven't done before. I think when it was put back together it wasn't done properly though because it wouldn't let me 'click' that piece down again so no more fishing for the weekend
The fish were jumping though and some actually quite close to the shore line, which was really nice to watch. There were 2 others fellows out, and neither had anything either, or not that I saw.
There were little brown creatures as I was walking back to the car having a look around the shore line. They weren't seals, and I don't think they were otters as the tails were skinny but really cute faces, very curious - wonder what they were?
Well, so that's my post
I hope everyone else has better luck - I know the conditions weren't ideal and I will have so much better luck next time. Maybe one day I'll post a picture of my efforts being rewarded.