Bitter easterly winds, rough seas and a distinct lack of wild fish, combined with the recent start of the trout season saw Ben, Matt and myself straying across the border and venturing into Devon.
My hopes were high as I have never blanked at this venue but I did have it in the back of my mind that it is normally much warmer this time of year.
With the obligatory McDonald's breakfast down the hatch and washed down with a large latte, we were off. By this time Matt had calmed down after having to pay to leave Cornwall.
From how the rest of the day panned out the breakfast was probably the highlight of Matt's day, well that and the cream tea we stopped off for on the way home. It may have been eaten in Devon but it was prepped Cornish style, jam first.
To say the fishing was epic would be a massive over statement, in fact good, average or even alright would be a tad too generous to describe today's long walk in arctic winds. Matt even said "I can fully understand how arctic explorers with frostbite feel". I think the picture below sums up Matt's general mood for the expedition.
I was using my favorite little fishing stick, the Graphiteleader Nouvo Finezza GONFS 76-842UL-T-AL teamed up with my trusty Daiwa Gekkabijin 2004, a heavy jighead and a Bait Breath IMP Level 4 slowly twitch along the bottom.
To sum up a pretty bad days fishing, one fish caught, a long walk, a very cold Matt, but a lovely cream tea on the way home and that is about the jist of it. Lets just say I wont be heading back there until it warms up a bit.
So should we have gone? I say yes but I'd put money on Matt disagreeing with me. A fishing trip is never a wasted journey. Today I learned not to target trout this early in the season when it is this cold.
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