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Peaceful dawn on Grimbury Bay |
They live in such a beautiful
place and fight so hard that it’s difficult to believe a creature can have so
much energy and endurance.
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fully engaged in battle |
No wonder my friends and I
have got mullet swimming through our veins and nagging at our brains when we
aren’t out there. Those who’ve tried it know they drive you mad.
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mind the anchor rope! |
Good friend Steve Derby used to
come down south several times every year to fish for barbel in the Avon but
since I took him out to try mullet fishing he has hardly cast for barbel ever
again.
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heading out into heaven |
Instead he has bought himself
a rig, found a mooring and is out in his boat at every opportunity, introducing
several friends to the madness of mullet fishing.
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happy Steve - he's going mullet fishing |
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a fresh breeze greets us |
My best mate Trevor Harrop of
Avon Roach Project fame was taken out there by friends and like Steve, it
wasn’t long before he too bought a rig and is out there weekly, well he'd like to be.
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Trevor soaking up the rays in the Clay Pool, dreaming of big roach |
I often join
him or borrow his boat to take our friends out, like Norfolk convert Brian
Naylor.
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Brian with a nice one |
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top guide Graham with proof he is |
I was first introduced to the
life changing sport by old hand Graham Peplar of Davis tackle fame. I wanted to
film a sequence for our series “Catching the Impossible” so Graham kindly
showed me the ropes and introduced me to one or two spots … and at the first we
tried I caught a roach almost first cast so I was happy, especially when we
each caught a mullet or two as well.
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Martin and Bernard with a small one |
Then I had to buy a rig as
well, big enough for both Bernard Cribbins and Martin Bowler to fish from while
I filmed. We had such a good time out there, so full of laughs, especially when
Martin was driven mad by mullet escaping from his hook just when he thought he
had them beat. [A clip of the cursing can be seen in Prog 9 of the series, the
‘making of’ bit that I tagged onto the TV series for the DVD sales. It can be
viewed on a previous mullet post, Angling Adventures 3]. He got one in the end though.
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Martin with a splendid fighter |
Our most recent convert has
been Pete Reading. He was first taken out by Trevor but sadly he blanked …
though we don’t feel any sympathy for him any more because when Steve took him
out the following week Pete’s first ever mullet weighed 7lbs1oz … so we’re not
talking to him any more!
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Pete with his 7/1 - blinding skill or beginners luck? |
Though mullet occur all round
our shores in summer, our adventures all take place in Christchurch Harbour,
either in among the boats in the lower end of the River Stour and Avon or out
in the wonderful wide open spaces of the mud flats and sand bars that are ever
changing with the wind and tides.
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anticipation at dawn |
Wherever you cast, it’s a beautiful place to
be, the wildlife decorated water sliding past before rushing out into the
Solent at Mudeford.
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a birders paradise |
There are three types of
mullet, the small golden grey, one of which I caught when first out with Graham
though I haven’t seen one since, the thin-lipped which are the most numerous
and tend to weigh about 2-3lbs and the thick-lipped which can weigh up to 12
lbs, though a good one is anything from five pounds or so and a ceiling on rod
and line seems to be about 8lbs. Mind you, size doesn’t matter when a three
pounder fights so hard you think you have a monster on the end.
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nearly six pounds if I remember correctly |
Their appeal is widespread,
for as mentioned in a previous post, when asked, the legendary Terry Lampard
said that if he could only fish for one species for the rest of his life it
would be mullet. He caught three eight pounders in his all too short time on
our planet.
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Terry with one of his biggies, tho' not 8lbs. |
The fishing is simple : a
strongish float rod, a centre-pin reel, 4-5lb line, an Avon type rod and float,
then trotting or stret-pegging bread flake, with bread mash sloshed in to
attract a fish that never eats bread.
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Steve bombing it in |
It’s like roach fishing for something that resembles a
tropical bonefish when hooked, though mullet are almost as fast and have more
stamina. They are awesome.
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ten minutes already |
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getting tense now, he's standing up |
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result - 5/15 of beautiful feisty mullet |
What’s more there are
hundreds of them in the harbour this summer, the shoals so thick that you could
walk across their backs without getting your feet wet. And it’s such a pleasant
change to dangle a bait in a place where there are so many fish, even if
catching them is impossible!
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dozens of mullet in the Clay Pool before sunrise |
But that is all part of the
appeal. Everything is changing all the time, the flow, the depth, the fish, the
wind, the tides … and by the end of the day you sometimes come off the water
feeling you have been in a tumbler dryer filled with water … and it seems
however hard you try, you can’t understand why they took the bait, or more
often, why they didn’t!
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a real biggie - 27inches of muscle |
About a month ago I was out
there three days running, taking advantage of this wonderful summer, and caught
seven mullet the first day, four mullet the second and seven mullet the third
and each day they were accompanied by a few bass, sea trout, bream and dace,
even a dab, all taken on bread.
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tasty bass but they all go back |
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even tastier sea trout - if only it could be poached! |
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good bream - notice the cormorant slash on it's belly - greedy sods |
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a dab/ I'm told it's a flounder - on bread - ridiculous |
I thought I had it cracked
but the last two times I’ve been out I failed to catch a single mullet … but
that’s why we love it so much, especially when the wildlife is so rich, my
blanks more than compensated for by the appearance of two very special birds,
bearded tits. I never knew they ever visited Christchurch Harbour.
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what an amazing picture of a bearded tit © Edwin Kats |
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even the small ones battle like monsters |
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not ready yet |
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not yet either |
Mullet fishing has that
essential ingredient that all good fishing should have and that’s mystery.
Fishing for them is a journey into the unknown, one that drives you out there
time after time to try to find all the pieces of the puzzle to complete the
picture … but fortunately, most of the pieces are missing.
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relief that the war has been won |