Thanks to the weather this one is going to be a bit of a short and sweet update, that won’t come as any surprise to anybody subscribed to our YouTube channel. June was utter shit in terms of the wind and then just as we did get a couple of half decent days the clutch decided to explode in my car leaving me without any way of getting to the boat. Not too upset because the weather was only “half decent” i.e. the sort of days you’d fish if your life depended on it but not if you wanted to enjoy the experience. Anyway on to what I caught.
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May 2019 was actually a bit rare, for once in May we got the nicer weather from the start of the month instead of only a few days at the end for TT. Of course by the end of the month the weather had turned to shit and as I type this now on the 20th of June we’ve only had 1 trip out since. 2019 aint going to be no 2018 for summer weather.
In 2 words, Bob Barlow happened! I’ll not to go in to too much detail but it’s enough to know that in March 2018 our lives got turned upside down when after months of not being quite “right” my dad was taken in to hospital with what we all thought was a mild stroke. Except it wasn’t and 6 months later, 3 of which were spent getting a diagnosis, he passed over to the great fishing spot in the sky. The cancer that finished him was a one in 500,000,000 bit of bad luck, about right for this family! So the best summer weather wise that I can ever remember was spent backwards and forwards, a couple of days at home on the island and then long days in Liverpool keeping him company as he went through his chemo.
April was a good month, the weather was pretty much what you’d expect for an April on the Isle of Man (crappy) but the kayak really helped to open up a lot of options and so I got out a few more times than I normally would. The fishing has been really good and all our usual spots have burst into life. I haven’t heard from anybody who has been out and not caught something which is hopefully a good sign for great things ahead.
Having been away in the sun for 3 weeks we only got back on the island half way through March although by all accounts “we hadn’t missed much” weather wise. Fortunately things did settle down towards the end of the month and we managed to get a couple of sighter trips in to see what was going on out there.
Moan moan moan, that’s all I ever seem to do on here so just to make a change lets start with some positive news. On the 31st of October we had our best days fishing ever. Not ever this year, or ever on this boat, but ever. No fewer than six personal bests, and by personal I mean both me and the old man, in the space of 3 hours fishing. Whiting, Haddock, Tub Gurnard, Red Gurnard, Spurdog and Bull Huss.
September 2016 will go down in history as the month when shit got real! Literally fed up to the back teeth with the lack of opportunities to get out fishing I did a quick calculation of how much money I’d saved on fuel, tackle, engine wear and decided to invest in my first ever fishing kayak. The thinking was simple, if the wind blows west I can launch from the east of the island which as it happens is much closer to home for me. Also if it’s a nice day but the tides are wrong for the marina in Peel at least I get the option of chucking the kayak on the car and getting to fish. Other than a bit of LRF I’ve pretty much given up on shore fishing for the time being. Obviously if the weather and tides are right the boat will always be the preferred option so with in mind plus the lack of storage space I didn’t want to spend a fortune.
This was the month that broke me. With the Mackerel now here in large numbers, in fact the best Mackerel season in many years all we needed was some settled weather for a chance at some great fishing. The month started great and we were out on the 1st, fishing deep water and finding nice Spurdog, Haddock and various other bits and pieces like Gurnard and Whiting. Feathers tipped with Mackerel accounting for all fish. But that was it, one fine day! What followed was a week of strong westerly winds and a last minute decision to say screw our Manx summer and go on holiday.
With the weather being so bad from the middle of June onward we had really high hopes for getting a spell of settled weather sometime in July, how wrong were we! July, summer? Two days, TWO DAYS we managed to get out in the boat. Even those were trips where if given the choice again I don’t think we would have bothered, there is very little fun in being battered in force 5-6 winds. But desperation set in and we set out to catch something, anything.