Grab it when you can – in other words missed opportunities turn out all right in the end.

Last night I had a chance to go after trout on the Kelvin however totally blew it. I had just helped my wife from the Dentist (afterwards she had fainted) when I realised I suddenly found myself with a couple of hours spare and my old stomping grounds of the Kelvin with no doubt plenty of rising trout well within striking distance. We were also travelling home in separate cars.

I was just putting my key into the car when I realised that my trout gear had been left back at my house. It was a long drive home as I contemplated what could have been however I reckoned a couple of hours of Light Rock Fishing was on the cards seeing as how my mother in law was in helping out with getting the kids to bed. My hopes were dashed as she left as soon as I got home and I was left rummaging through some new jig heads that I had bought in preparation for a session. I  had also bought some [amazon_link id=”B00903HN58″ target=”_blank” ]Pink Marukyu Power Isome [/amazon_link] which I wanted to try out to try and catch a Wrasse. I had seen some in an aquarium at Dobbies so was looking forward to not causing one any pain whatsoever and merely pitting my wits against its animal instincts.

Anyway, this evening it all came together with the Mother in Law, the tides and the weather to mean that I had a spare hour to try and catch some fish. I had no time to head for trout so decided to try and get my species count up.

There was a couple of young boys fishing for the mackerel however their was plenty of room to cast my wee jig into the depths, it was armed with my pink Isome. Before long my short slow jerky retrieve was being followed by wee fish and i thought about putting on a wee drop shot rig to catch then as I suspected my jig was too big. I watched as some wee wrasse followed my jig in however did not take. However my jig was snatched by a Codling and the game was on..

I was starting to regret not bringing my net as the side of the rocks were very weedy. The next fish was even more aggressive with its take. I found the fish had actually been foul hooked just above its eye so was then faced with the horrifying prospect of nearly pulling its eye out as I tried to get the hook out. Glad they don’t feel pain I thought!

I kind of need some help with the next two fish as I think one might be a small Pollack and one might be a Coalfish – however they might also be Codling.

I had lots of interest and lost a few as well. The rain that was threatening to start all evening started to chuck it down  and even though I was still getting bumps I decided that my woolly jumper was not the best to keep me dry. Plus getting home in time for some dinner scored some brownie points. And by brownie points I do actually mean some points to go and catch some brownies.