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By Vic, 21 February, 2011 13:27

Decided on an after work session bown at Seaford beach on Friday and had arranged to meet a bloke from South Devon Fishing who was up this neck of the woods visiting – great to meet you Nigel and look forward to a return visit and a trip down to your shores in the summer.

I got there about 8pm and headed over the shingle to our chosen spot between West View and the Beachcomber. A brisk South East breeze was putting a bit of movement in the coloured up water. Once setup, baits were cast out and the wait began. I was using a size 2 two hook flapper baited with lugworm on one rod and a whole launce close in on a running ledger and pennel setup in the hope of an early bass. Big tides of 7 meteres plus, meant that the water was pushing through at quite a rate and tackle was being dragged a fair bit at times despite using grippers.

Whiting were the first of the fish and Nigel had a tidy, table one which I reckon was close on 1½lbs. whereas I could only manage pins. The dreaded rockling put in an appearance just to spice things up a bit (not), along with a few pout.

Have to say the fishing wasn’t brilliant, with long periods of inactivity but this at least meant we could have a good old chin wag, put the world to rights and swap info on our favourite marks.

High water came and went at about 11.30 and the ebb tide was a bastard to fish with the wind coming straight along the beach, helping to push bait and tackle back Westwards. Sadly, there were no more fish forthcoming to speak of, although Nigel managed a scorpion fish in the last moments. We finished up at about 1.30 with the visitors side trouncing the local boy.

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By Vic, 10 February, 2011 14:17

Seeing that we’d had a few days of winds from Southerly directions to stir the sea up a bit, I decided on a session at Seaford beach after work yesterday. I hit the beach at the 9pm low water and went to a spot  just West of West View, mind you, I could have picked anywhere, as I was the only soul on the beach as far as I could see. It looked very promising, with a good amount of movement in the coloured up sea. Access was much easier than the last time with the recent rough seas having almost demolished the steep shingle cliff.

Within minutes, I had a size 4, two hook flapper with lugworm launched out at distance to do its work while I set up the second rod with the same end gear. Once both rods were out, I poured a coffee and waited. It wasn’t long before the first fish was out, a decent keeper of a whiting at 38cm. It was then back to normal pin size, with a sprinkling of pouting and 5 bearded rockling.

The next few hours were mainly spent fending of a solitary fox that was intent on raiding my bait bucket and fish. The damn thing always remained within a few yards and made numerous forays down the bank in my direction before the penny obviously dropped and it realised there was going to be no free meal that night until I had gone and left scraps behind.

By about 2am, the fishing had died off, with bites being very sparse and only a few extra whiting, pout and rockling hitting the beach. I gave it until 2.30 before calling it a night and not even waiting for high water. I left a few scraps of bait and the guttings for the fox, which was still hanging around in the vicinity before packing up the car and heading for home.

One good thing, it’s definitely warming up, as I spent most of the night not needing my floatie jacket and on the occasions I did put it on, I only lasted a short while before taking it off again as it getting too hot.