Bass – Page 4 – Hooks, Lines & Sinkers

A Bit Better…

Managed to work myself an opening today for a few hours so, with all bases covered, I grabbed the opportunity with both hands! The weather forecast looked okay with some cloud cover and, with the westerly air flow of the last couple of days continuing, I was hopeful of something resembling fair conditions. The venue was the same spot as my previous trip last week when I picked up mackies and garfish.

It wasn’t an early start as on previous trips… I didn’t arrive until mid morning. Conditions were okay but not quite as good as I had hoped – it was bright overhead, the sea state had only a slight chop and was still very clear. I met a couple of fellow lure anglers on their way back – one had caught, one hadn’t! I was surprised there were not more people about to be honest what with it being a weekend but make no mistake I was delighted to have a good stretch of the shore all to myself!

I was fishing the ebbing tide and it was pretty slow for the first couple of hours with nothing to show for it apart from a couple of knocks which seemed typical of mackerel – certainly nothing connected.

My luck was about to change though and on reflection I think there might have been a bit of ‘good karma’ about it! I was looking along the shore and noticed something in the tide line… when I reached it, it was a decent sized ballan wrasse that had some how beached itself but was still alive! It must have been there a while because it took me a quarter of an hour or so to reach it from when I first spotted it! I picked it up and took it to the waters edge and gradually revived it…. I’m not a fan of wrasse but it was satisfying to see it swim off strongly! This is where the ‘good karma’ bit comes in as the very next cast, right at low water, I had a take on the Megabass Zonk and my first bass of the day was safely landed!

A beautifully conditioned, if small, fish but it fought well in the improving conditions…. the wind had picked up and there was a lot more white water now.

I thought where there was one there might be more in the vicinity…… however, if they were there they weren’t showing so I kept on the move and about half an hour later it paid off with two in quick succession.

You could be forgiven if you thought it was the same fish in these pictures above as they were almost identical! Nothing big but good takes by both fish once again.

That was as good as it got on the fish front despite my best efforts and so it was time to head back to the car and home. Nice to be connecting with the bass and certainly better than my last outing!

Here are a few more pictures from the day…

A storm a brewing….

Bass no.1…

Improving conditions…

Close up…

Beach art??

So, a bit of an improvement than of late – I have my fingers crossed for a decent Autumn on the lures… just need to manufacturer some more time to get out there!

Until next time…

Bass at last!

It’s been a while since I’ve posted and indeed a long while since I’ve actually been fishing but yesterday I managed the first trip in what seems an age! My enforced lay off was my own fault… a 40+ year old man should know his limits on the football pitch and a torn calf muscle is testament to that! He should also know not to push the recovery too quickly but alas it was another mistake I made and it all added up to a whole lot of fishing being missed!

So, it was really really good to blow a few cobwebs away yesterday morning although on arrival at the venue you could be forgiven if nothing would be blown away – there was not a breath of wind and the sea state calm and clear… these were not good signs for a bit of bass fishing and early results as the sun came up seemed to support that theory. Before I really got going I met another lure angler, a nice old boy, and spent a few minutes having a chin wag with him about his fishing trip to the Azores which was a smashing tale! He was on his way back and hadn’t had a sniff so I feared the worse.

That said, I could see there were mackerel around and it was soon after I moved along the shore a bit that the Zonk lure began to get hit by the mackies. I managed to shake half a dozen off the end treble in quick succession on the way out. Mackerel weren’t the intended quarry but the bass were just not showing… until a change of Zonk colour paid a small dividend when out of nowhere, and close in, this schoolie decided to go for it!

With the bass blank avoided and with renewed hope I continued to plug away but this solitary bass was all I had to show on the way out aside from the mackerel. I chopped and changed lures from those suitable for surface to those right through the water column but it was hard going in the bright conditions. In the end I settled on the Zonk I had caught the bass on earlier and on the way back it bagged me another schoolie – again taken close in.

That was the end of it on the bass front….I had just the two small fish to show for my morning’s work which wasn’t great but probably not unexpected given the conditions.

There was still the odd mackerel showing and the one below, which I caught as I left the beach, had pretty much engulfed the Zonk so he came home for tea!

Despite the lack of anything decent it was nice to get out and finally fish after a frustrating few months for me one way and another. Off to Cornwall with the family this weekend so will pack the rod in the hope I can wet a line but failing that will be eager to get out again on my return and I am certainly looking forward to the autumn fishing!

To finish, here are a few more pictures taken yesterday…

Early doors

Megabass Zonk

Bright, clear and relatively calm – not ideal!

The second small bass

Dinner!

I’ve missed fishing!!!

Until next time!

Well, it was nice to see a bass at least!

A late start to work on Friday meant a small window of opportunity to fish and with Nobby free as well we thought we’d chance our arm early doors. Conditions didn’t look ideal with northerly winds but nothing ventured, nothing gained and with reports of a few fish starting to show we headed off to Dorset.

Arrived a bit later than hoped with the light already upon us so we rigged up and marched off at military pace! Soon enough we were at the shore and keeping an eye on the water for signs of fish we headed west – it was calm and very clear though there were patches of water that had a bit of colour to them which was more encouraging than the aquarium like clarity I’ve experienced on my last couple of trips. It was currently low water and there were plenty of exposed rocks to fish from on the way but alas there were no takers for our early offerings of Komomo’s, Sammy’s or Salt Skimmers. On we trudged and eventually found some nice colour in fairly shallow water and after switching to his trusty Feed Shallow Nobby was in! A nice hit and scrap resulting in the biggest fish of the day around the 3.5lb mark.

I moved on round the coast to look at some ground I’d never reached before but with low water it was even shallower – literally ankle deep for way, way out. Took a couple of pictures for reference though as I’m sure on the flood it would produce…. picture shows how benign the conditions were as well.

I headed back round the corner to where Nobby was fishing – he’d only gone and had another one on the Feed Shallow! This one was only a small fish though. Next cast for him disaster struck when this trusty Feed Shallow snagged and with a ping and much cursing it was consigned to Davy Jones Locker. Unperturbed, a new Feed Shallow was deployed and he was fishing again….. only for five minutes later that one to get snagged as well with the same inevitable ping and more profanities from Nobby! That was the end of that…. or so we thought as within a couple of casts yours truly fishing a Maria Fake Bait NL got his lure snagged and this time it was my turn to be snapped off….. but I noticed the lure pop up to the surface very quickly so waders were put to good use and I managed to walk out and pick it up and in the process, by complete fluke, also found one of Nobby’s Feed Shallows as well!

We started our move back along the shore and fished a nice channel of deeper, cloudier water. We were both fishing Zonk’s now but my offerings were definitely giving out bad vibes as Nobby picked up a further three small fish with no reply from myself! That’s how it goes some days I guess?!

Time ticked on and despite fishing our way all the way back there was nothing further to report. The long trudge up the hill saw us back on top of the cliffs looking down… I’m probably fitter this year than last but those climbs don’t get any easier – whole lot of hurt by the time you reach the top!

So, a big fat blank for me and I’m still to break my bass duck for the year while Nobby bagged the lot on this trip out…. but as the title of the post says it was nice to see a bass at least and as always with great company and banter!

Until next time…

Fiiished!

Had the opportunity to get out today to try for an autumn bass but to be honest the winds weren’t looking very favourable with light northerlies usually meaning flat seas and little or no movement in the water. But with only maybe a handful of opportunities in the coming weeks to get out I couldn’t pass up this chance so I was up early doors and heading down to Dorset in the dark. I was really unsure where to go and it was only on the way down I finally decided on a rockier mark than I’ve tried of late and it turned out not too bad a decision.

After arriving at the car park I headed off but on seeing the sea it confirmed my worst fears that conditions might not be conducive to bass fishing at all – it really was flat with little movement in the water…

It did not exactly scream fish and so it proved all the way through until daylight. In the dark I tried a Komomo II in Akakin worked slowly which I’ve done OK on in low light in the past but that was fruitless, then as light hit I went for a Gunfish on the surface but it just wasn’t happening.

I moved on round the coast and found a slightly deeper channel between some rocky outcrops but before I fished I had five minutes out to grab a quick drink and a bit of sustenance for breakfast. I pondered during this time and decided it was time to bring out the Fiiish Black Minnow. Now, I’ve spoken about these in a previous post but today I was well armed with them and had made sure that they were properly rigged. When I say well armed I had the 90, 120 and even 160 versions all with shore jig heads. The only problem with the 160 version is that fully rigged the lure is 53grams – my rod has a casting weight of 10 – 50g…. I decided on a few tentative casts not putting any undue pressure on the rod. I would not be doing this on a lower rated rod believe me!

The lure cast fine with a good action in the water and on the third cast, on a very slow retrieve, no more than 20 feet out, the Black Minnow was hit…. fish on! It felt a better fish than I’ve had recently with a couple of decent head shakes and dives for cover but with minimal drag set on my reel it didn’t get too far and soon enough a nice fat 60cm+ bass was on the rock roughly around the 5lb mark though it was a very fat fish so it may have been a bit more…

It was hooked pretty well through the scissors of the mouth, it had certainly nailed the Black Minnow. I had a few more casts at this spot but no more takes came so I fished on round the shoreline… again with no further action. A slight change was needed so I decided to scale down to the 120 Black Minnow version and almost immediately I was getting hit by wrasse – that was not what was needed …

Changed back to the 160 and the annoying wrasse hits stopped – this 160 version is just big enough that it seemed to put off the wrasse – the small one’s at least! Fiiish do a 140 version of the Black Minnow as well which might be the answer to my casting weight issue and keeping the wrasse away…. if, that is, they can sort out a shore jig head which at the moment I don’t think they do? I stand to be corrected on this!

By now the morning was getting on and it was very pleasant in the sunshine, I met one other angler but he had not managed anything so far during the morning. I had no further joy either so after fishing all the way back, changing back to hard plugs for a while, I called it a day and decided to head home.

Here are a few more pictures of the day…

Komomo II Bora Mullet – not successful today!

Dorset coast…

Recent rockfall…

So, a decent bass and a few pesky wrasse to show for my efforts plus a few more things learned about the Black Minnow in particular. In all honesty it was far better session than I expected today given the benign conditions and proof that the bass can still be had as we approach the Winter months. Not sure when I’ll be out next but I remain hopeful I’ll get another opportunity before Christmas is upon us.

Until next time…

Another stroll along Chesil…

With a long weekend booked off to spend a bit of quality time with the wife it would have been wrong to have gone fishing… and so it was at 5 a.m yesterday morning on our first day off I was walking Chesil in the dark hunting my quarry! In fairness I had sown the fishing seed a while back and it was greeted with a favourable response – she’s a good lass really!

Conditions were good with a south westerly blow, clear water with a decent fizz in it and cloud cover – I was hopeful. On went the Zonk in Hot Shad but nothing was doing as daylight broke so decided to change tact and tried on the surface with a Patchinko and then a Gunfish but still not a sniff. The water by now was starting to get really white with the surf coming in so it was back on with a Zonk – the Pearl Rainbow one this time … half a dozen casts and 50 or so yards along the shore later and the first of two quick fish were accounted for. Again, only schoolies but good scrappers on the light gear and stunning fish nonetheless…

This, I thought, was encouraging but as quick as the fish arrived they were gone again, a fellow angler I spoke with later had much the same experience with a couple of fish then nothing.

The wind had increased and there was a decent swell coming in now which made it harder work but it still looked very tasty for bass…

I really did expect to see some fish running the waves and maybe catching a few but it was difficult to make out whether they were there with the amount of white water being thrown up now. Nevertheless, I tried surface and sub-surface lures again all they way back in hope but it wasn’t to be and I had to accept my quick fire double as the only fish of the day.

Here are a couple more pictures from the day…

Not sure if I’ll get out again this weekend, but hopefully I can get out again before the month is out – that will be work and weather dependant so I live in hope!

Until next time…

Autumnal fishing…

Managed to get a pleasant few hours in this morning down at Chesil Beach with a few fish to boot. I had been keeping an eye on the weather all week with the run of north easterlies due to break today and for once the forecast held firm giving me the opportunity to go for it… an early start though as I wanted to fish high water down to low – high was around 5:30 a.m. I arrived bang on time, got my kit together and headed off into the dark… it was chilly.

Once I reached my preferred starting point it was a case of walking and casting and in the early darkness I opted for the trusted Zonk in Hot Shad flavour. Just as the light started to come up I had a hit but this was no bass and sure enough the first of about a dozen mackerel was found to be the culprit.

Like all mackies they do have a tendency to go nuts…

Same mackerel when it had decided to quieten down a bit…

It was obvious why they were there too… there was lots of evidence washed up with tiny bait fish strewn along the tide line of the shingle bank.

I was struggling to get past the mackerel to be honest – as well as the Zonk I took them on Gunfish at the surface and then the Duo Tide Vib Slim 140 deeper down though my hopes were raised when I had a more familiar take from a bass on the Duo lure. I didn’t get to land it as it shook itself off in the surf close in but, all the same, it was more encouraging. Lucky it wasn’t of any size otherwise I would have been less benevolent with myself!

A couple more mackerel followed but then finally I got my bass tally off the mark – nothing big but it put up a decent scrap nonetheless and was again a victim of the Duo Tide Vib Slim…

A word on the Duo lure, it seems to work well at this venue where it’s a relatively clean bottom and all the bass I caught on it today were by the sink and draw method allowing the weighted nose to sink fast. I’ve really enjoyed fishing this lure this year – it’s a bit different and in big surf it really does come into it’s own – casts well and doesn’t get bullied by the waves.

Another bass of similar size followed before a couple of other lure anglers caught up with me – they had similar success with mackies and small bass. By now it was getting on for 11 a.m. and I’d walked a fair way so decided to about turn and fish my way back – I changed the lure back to a Zonk and immediately had a take from a bass but it was another one that shook itself off in the surf and thankfully again it was no monster. Plodded back a further half mile and the Zonk was hit again and this felt slightly different with a lot of manic thrashing – the offender soon identified itself as a garfish… another lively customer!

Next cast and it was bass time again which thankfully didn’t unhook itself – like all they bass today they were not much to write home about but good sport on the lures…

One more followed but by now I was tiring so decided to call it a day and trudge back to the car into an annoying and increasing headwind! It was not the most pleasant walk I’ve ever done!

Here are a few more photos from today…

The Chesil sky today…

The Megabass Zonk in Pearl Rainbow…

Down at water level…

So, as I say, a pleasant few hours and nice to pick up a mixed bag of fish – just need those bigger fish to play ball! Not sure when the next trip out will be but hopefully sooner rather than later – I reckon there’s some good Autumn ‘bassing’ to be had yet!

Until next time…

A Welcome Dorset Foray

Firstly, an apology for the quality of some of the photos – schoolboy error on my part…. forgot to wipe the lense before I started!

Onwards and upwards though and today was my first chance to wet a line since the Cornish jaunt – this time it was a bit closer to home but it was still an hour’s journey down to Dorset. There was a trio of us fishing today – regular sparring partner Nobby and another pal Richard Cake of Dorset Fishing Rods fame. It was an early start as the weather was forecast to deteriorate as the day progressed so we wanted to make the most of the better conditions…. that meant the alarm going off at 2:45am and a large coffee to go. Arrived around 4:30 with Richard meeting us soon after though we were then slightly delayed as Mr Cake seemed to have a few problems deciding which of his many lures to pack….. anyone who knows Richard will understand why his own blog is called ‘Lure Addict!’.

Soon enough we were trudging the shore and before not too long we were casting out into the dark into a decent but not too challenging south westerly. I think we were all fishing Zonks to start with – I know I certainly was with the Hot Shad variety the choice I had plummed for given the conditions. There was not a lot to report until the light was upon us when Richard took a schoolie to get us off the mark . All the time the wind was steadily increasing so I changed tact and decided on something with a bit of punch and slim profile to try and cut through the wind – the choice was the Duo Tide Vib Slim 140 D-27…

This proved a good choice and coupled with Richard letting me try out one of his excellent 9’6” rods as opposed to my own 8’6” I was able to get better distance into the head wind and that put me on the bass. My first hook up I lost in the surf though I did see the fish and it was only a couple of pounds at best. Encouraging and it was looking ‘fishy’ now with good colour and a bit of fizz in the water as the swell and wind increased. A hundred yards along the shore and ‘bang!’ the lure was hit again and this time the fish was landed safely – a lovely conditioned bass again around the couple of pound mark…

Not long after that I picked up a smaller schoolie and that was it for a while but at least I hadn’t blanked!

We stopped for a few minutes to refuel ourselves at what turned out to be the furthest point along the shore we ventured. Here’s the lads taking a breather, with Richard once again sorting through one of his many lure boxes!

Once we started fishing again we had the ‘incident’ of the day with Richard having the misfortune of a juvenile sea gull snatching his brand new lure… this was not good! The bird was less than impressed but with a bit of gentle winding and coaxing we managed to get the bird under control…

And ready for treble hook removal…

All was well in the end with Rich practising his strict ‘catch and release’ policy…

We fished back as best we could with a few more schoolies to boot. Richard was getting up close and personal with one of them!

By now the head wind was making lure fishing extremely difficult with the swell getting up as well so we took the hint and trudged back to the car – not easy with the wind as it was and the shingle underfoot!

All-in-all though a smashing few hours fishing despite the weather deteriorating as it did and especially good to catch up and fish with Rich again – top man. Already thinking about opportunities to get out again in the coming weeks – prime time for some better bass as they feed up before heading offshore so I definitely need to manufacturer a fishing window or two!

Until next time…

Cornwall Trip… Day Five – The Last Hurrah!

So, final day of the trip and we had two extra bodies with us… Paul and a mate of his Steve who had not fished before! Paul had plenty of kit though and soon had him kitted out ready to rock and roll. It was to prove a slightly damp experience for Steve!!

We headed north of Newquay, grabbed a pasty along the way and then bobbed into a well known lure fishing shop in the area to pick up a few supplies. A short trip from there and we were at our chosen mark.

Conditions were bright but there was a fair westerly blow coming in which meant a hefty swell….. it did looked ‘bassy’ though with some nice gullies and white water swirling around. We would be fishing a flooding tide from low up so we were able to see some of the channels the sea would be reclaiming and it looked good. We split up with Nobby and myself heading a bit further round from the other guys and then down the rocks and as close to the waters edge as we dared. Here’s a couple of shots of the ground…

The swell coming in was getting progressively bigger as the tide flooded in and we both took a couple of waves to wake us up a bit! It wasn’t long before Nobby had a hit on the lure of the week the Savage Gear sandeel but it didn’t stick. Encouraging though and within a few casts he had a bass of around the 3lb mark to show for his efforts – the best of the week as it turned out – he really did have the best week on the fish front out of all of us! Next cast he had another hit and this time it ripped line from the reel, the rod was bent nicely and this seemed like it may well be a decent fish before ‘ping’ and the line went slack….. the air went blue. On retrieval the lure clip had given out so the trusty sandeel was gone! Me – same lure, same tactic – not even a sniff!!

By now the swells were getting pretty hefty and somewhat dangerous so we decided to head over the headland to a spot in the lea of the wind and prevailing seas… what a difference – it was near on flat in comparison! I’d decide to throw on a Tide Minnow and give that a bash and first cast ‘bang’ fish on… if only a small bass and it saved a blank at the end of the day!

This is where Steve had his fun and games! He had perched himself on a rock not far from the tide line but his inexperience probably told in that he misjudged the incoming tide and when he went to get off he took a dunking!! It was deeper than he thought! Obviously he learnt the error of his ways and took up residence on a much safer rock a bit further round the bay…. wrong!! He was again fishing away but it wasn’t his day and as he climbed down from the rock it was swimming time again I’m afraid! He was under the mis-apprehension that we had not seen his second episode in the drink but alas for him it was all duly noted and remarked upon with Paul and Nobby chuckling quietly on their fishing platform…

There were no more fish to show for our efforts and the time had come to put it to bed for the day and indeed for the this year’s trip. We headed back to Paul’s to wash the kit down, have a quick brew and then we were on the road home to sunny Hampshire.

All told it was another great trip – plenty of fish if not of any decent size – think we may have been a bit early for the bigger one’s in this neck of the woods. Nobby and his Savage Gear Sandeel definitely took the plaudits for the week that is for sure! Great company, lots of laughs and a real tonic after a summer when I’ve not fished anywhere near as much as I had hoped. Mustn’t grumble though as thoughts have already turned to next year and where we might turn to for our annual fishing foray… Cornwall again? Maybe, but perhaps the time has come to try somewhere a bit different – we’ll see. Hope you’ve enjoyed the write up of the trip… my thoughts have already turned to when I can get a decent session in somewhere in Dorset… it’s addictive this lure fishing lark!

I’ll leave you with some additional photos from the trip…

One of Nobby’s bass…

My good self at the trusty fishing wagon for the week…

A small hard lure caught bass for Mo…

Nobby fishing…

Decisions for Mo on what lure to use…

A lure change for Nobby…

A Sakura ‘Magic Eel’ caught pollack for me…

Some of the fishing grounds…

Until next time…

Cornwall Trip… Day Four – Sometimes it pays to moan!

A full day after the Cornish Rattler experience, followed, by the Tribute beer evening, and then coupled with his cold Nobby was still whingeing on about how rubbish he was feeling when we woke up on day four!! He obviously got bucket loads of sympathy from Mo and myself!

The plan was easy today – literally drop down to a local mark and fish the rising tide again and if the winds got up go give the south coast a go. Simples! We headed down the cliffs in the morning some of us more easily than others…

We found a tidy mark with some nice gullies and I decided to stick with the hard lures but it was a bad choice as it turned out with Nobby straight into the pollack on his Savage Gear sandeel and Mo picking up a solitary mackerel. Not a sniff on the hard lures for me and as the wind picked up and tide came in we were once again starting to have fun and games with the waves…. it was time to move and we found a bit of shelter a bit further round the bay and once again Nobby nabbed a couple of small bass and pollack. Nothing for Mo or myself!

Finally, we agreed a change of scenery was in order… Nobby dripped on about how rough he felt all the way back up the cliff path to the car and we decided to head to the south coast. After a quick pasty lunch we were fishing in much calmer conditions – too calm in fact – there was still not a lot happening for either Mo or myself but guess what? The moaning member of our party was into a fish again and this time a real surprise….. a sea trout! Nothing big but it went like stink leaping clear of the water on a couple of occasions!

At this point Mo and I came to the conclusion the fish too were fed up of Nobby’s whingeing and simply snaffling his lure in a suicidal manner because they couldn’t take any more of him whining!! Sometimes it does pay to moan I reckon?!

We were back mid-afternoon and ready to head up the coast for our final day on tour. We packed up and left the North Inn – heading up to Newquay and the grand hospitality of friends Paul and Carol. That meant another night with a couple of ales to consume and some great food for which I thank Paul and Carol! The proper bed was very welcome as well – top notch!

Tomorrow was to be the last day of the trip so we were hoping for a good one!

Until next time…

Cornwall Trip… Day Three – ‘Rattled’

Well, what can I say… it wasn’t quite the early start we’d talked about the night before over the few pints of Cornish Rattler that were consumed. In fact one of us (Cough! Nobby! Cough!) was in a particularly bad place as he had developed a cold and it was this of course which was making him feel rotten…. nothing to do with the cider consumption in the slightest you understand. As he was feeling slightly jaded and it was taking him a while to get going Mo kindly offered us a brew in his caravan to try and piece a plan together… this did nothing for Nobby’s poor state of health as Mo’s caravan has been decorated as what can only be described as a ‘Purple Pikey Palace’ which frankly just gave Nobby more of a headache!

Eventually, we had a plan to have a quick fish where we’d been the day before before taking a trip further along the coast. So, after a quick fry up to soak up the cider and a bucket of headache pills for Nobby we hit the road.

At the mark the wind had swung round to a north westerly and the swell coming in was bigger than the day before so we had a few fun and games dodging waves… this did nothing for Nobby’s state of health though he was first to catch here on his trusty Savage Gear sandeel – he looks happy about it though doesn’t he?!

We managed a few more small fish here before we decided to make the move further round the coast to an interesting looking cove which involved a fair trek down to the shore line. Mo and I tried to access a mark in shallower water whereas Nobby headed out round towards the headland. Mo and I were out of luck – you simply couldn’t get safe access to the ground we wanted to fish so we set off to catch up with Nobby… we were just on our way when we heard a few yelps – he was in with a better sized pollack and the biggest fish to date – again on his trusty Savage Gear sandeel.

We joined him on the outcrop in some increasingly emotional conditions with some big swells hitting the rocks. Luckily I managed to pluck another bass from the white water, again on a Savage Gear sandeel, but that was all we had at this location and by now it was getting too dangerous really.

In truth after day two’s exploits we were all feeling it and after a mere six or so hours fishing we called it a day and headed back to base camp for a cuppa in the ‘Purple Pikey Palace’. After that, pie and chips in the pub washed down with a couple of pints of Tribute and we were ready to get our heads down… well, Mo was anyway… Nobby and myself did the honourable thing and did our bit for the Cornish beer industry until closing time!

I for one slept like a baby and didn’t hear the overnight rain that had clearly fallen when I peered out of my tent on the morning of day four.

Until next time…