I've got a few fillets of various fish in my freezer so I haven't been taking many fish lately. When I go out it's partly recreational but I take a gun just in case.Yesterday I gave some fillets to one of my sons so I decided to take some pollack today if I could find any good ones. (I like thick fillets for fish and chips).
I drove about twenty miles west to launch the kayak near the "stags" and try some of my favourite pollack spots. The first two places I tried had small to medium fish but I left them alone and after a couple of hours I shipped the gun and just did some sightseeing among the rocky gulleys. The water was noticeably colder out there in the tide run. 13 degrees c.
On my way back I trailed mackeral feathers but only got one mackeral.
I stopped off at one last place where I've been pretty successful before and after a few dives I saw a reasonable looking pollack. I was letting myself drift towards it when a bigger one materialised in the gloom but it swam off as I changed direction. After four more dives I hadn't seen the big one again so I shot one that weighed in at 4.5 lbs. "One more dive then I'm off". Nothing. "Well just one more then".
Out of the gloom he came again. This time I didn't try to close in but risked a long shot, after all I was using a 110 cm gun. I hit the fish further back than I would have liked and the reel whirred as he dived into the kelps on the bottom. I cupped the reel with my hand as hard as I dared so he didn't tangle too badly then as I lay on the surface I managed to ease him out of the weed and slowly upwards 'til I could get my hand in his gills, kill him and get him on my belt. As I swam back to the kayak I could feel his tail brushing my calves.He weighed 11.7lbs.(11lbs and 11 ounces)


I drove about twenty miles west to launch the kayak near the "stags" and try some of my favourite pollack spots. The first two places I tried had small to medium fish but I left them alone and after a couple of hours I shipped the gun and just did some sightseeing among the rocky gulleys. The water was noticeably colder out there in the tide run. 13 degrees c.
On my way back I trailed mackeral feathers but only got one mackeral.
I stopped off at one last place where I've been pretty successful before and after a few dives I saw a reasonable looking pollack. I was letting myself drift towards it when a bigger one materialised in the gloom but it swam off as I changed direction. After four more dives I hadn't seen the big one again so I shot one that weighed in at 4.5 lbs. "One more dive then I'm off". Nothing. "Well just one more then".
Out of the gloom he came again. This time I didn't try to close in but risked a long shot, after all I was using a 110 cm gun. I hit the fish further back than I would have liked and the reel whirred as he dived into the kelps on the bottom. I cupped the reel with my hand as hard as I dared so he didn't tangle too badly then as I lay on the surface I managed to ease him out of the weed and slowly upwards 'til I could get my hand in his gills, kill him and get him on my belt. As I swam back to the kayak I could feel his tail brushing my calves.He weighed 11.7lbs.(11lbs and 11 ounces)


