Today was one of those dreamy summer days, it did however have a nightmare start with a Bass of double figure proportions lost at the net . I can’t recall ever losing a Bass that big at the landing net before today . I can still see that fish swimming away back into the depths now . We were both very sad to see that one slide away. Whenever we hook a big bass I urge (scream politely ) at the person playing the fish to back off the drag As a Bass gets closer to the boat the pressure increases on the hook and the mouths start to rip if located in the wrong spot . The second you release the pressure with a large hook hole thats it , game over !
We pushed it hard today , burned a large amout of fuel and hunted the far off corners of West Cornwall . Several hours after the lost Bass we found some fish willing to feed. At slack water a shoal appeared on the surface . They looked pure white in the bright sunshine and electric blue water. Just stunning. Ive never seen Bass catch the light like that before . We did manage t land a couple of fish on surface lures. They absolutely refused to eat my fly. I could strip the fly and watch a pod of 20 bass speed up and slow down in sync with my left hand !!
Heres a very short film . What a joy its is to be in Cornwall in the summer .