My brother and I went back in time last night and fished the tide up from our favourite spot off the rocks. We've fished from there for decades but not for many years. On the night, we caught some small pollack and loads of dogfish. The pollack came on spinners, while the doggies fell for squid fished on the bottom.
We witnessed a super sunset and the thoroughly enjoyable fishing was almost a bonus.
I got home just after 10.00pm but early on in the night, a bit of interest was provided when I foul hooking a pretty big spider crab at about 60 yards out. It didn't register as a bite but when I got it in, I saw that the hook had gone through one of its legs. It was probably in the wrong place at the wrong time when I'd started to retrieve my bait ready for another cast. Anyway, it paid a high price for its bad luck, because on the way home I dropped it in at 'Rareones' house so that she could boil it up for me.
My nephew took some pictures of my unusual catch, so here are some photos.
I've never had crabs before.
The two brothers.
Me.
And finally, good night all. We live in a beautiful place.