After the success at Seaford beach a few nights ago, I thought it rude not to try again, especially as seeing the sea was nice and lumpy with a brisk South Westerly wind. So armed with some squid, I trotted over there last night to fish the last half of the ebb tide, over low water and a few hours up.

I was surprised when I got to the mark, to see that the sea had flattened out and the wind was near non-existent – bloody typical! There was still a bit of movement but it was more of a residual swell than anything else, ah well, nothing ventured, nothing gained. It was forecast to rain and I could see some ominous dark clouds not too far off and heading my way. I noticed one good thing – that there appeared to be a distinct lack of weed visible, now that was a bonus.

I quickly set up the one bass rod with the standard long link running ledger and 6/0 pennel and it wasn’t long before the squid bait was out in what little waves there were. It was about now that the first drops of rain appeared and was my cue to get the waterproofs on. Within seconds, the drops became torrents as it literally chucked it down and nicely accompanied with some striking lightning and thunder – looked like it was going to be a moist evening!

The lightening and thunder stopped but the rain continued to cascade down. I endured the next couple of hours with nothing to show for it until during a brief respite about half an hour before low water, I had a cracking take and then loads of slack. I wound like crazy until I re-connected with the fish, which was beached shortly after – a nice little 48cm 2lbs 12oz bass. Right, that was number one, now to get the others. Sadly, that was the one and only bite all night.

Whilst standing out (looked like I was the only one out there) on the sodden beach, the rain continued, the only differences were when it changed from light to heavy. Did have a another brief rain free spell from about 2am until 2.30 and then again from about 3am but by then, I had lost interest, was somewhat damp and a tad disappointed that there had not been more fish, so packed up and set off home for the task of hanging everything up to drip dry in the garage.