Sunday dawned and the pressure was on Anton. He'd seen fish caught learnt about the gear and today was going to be his day (Or so I told him). The forecast was bad, really bad, high winds and heavy rain but still we headed off into the teeth of the storm.....
The only place to fish was the estuary so we started to fish as the weather deteriorated and just as I thought Anton would demand an adjournment to the Pub his rod bent and he was in! A nice fish not cleanly hooked but a good start.....
To be continued.......
