With a morning of light winds forecast I decided to spend some time on the water. The southerlies were supposed to build throughout the morning to peak in the afternoon.
A bank holiday weekend had arrived and I was looking forward to some further exploration in the Kingdom that is the scenic county of Kerry in Ireland’s south west.
I had to bring auld Betsy to the NCT today for her test. She passed with flying colours so I decided to go fishing in the afternoon to see if a good morning would herald some luck.
It has been a while since I have done any sort of fishing. Finishing up college saw me very busy for a few days while I tried to sort myself out with some work.
Where day one on the east coast was all about having the craic and not taking the fishing too seriously, day two was an all out assault on the smoothhounds…..
Life for the last four years has been a balancing act between trying to juggle college, ‘work’ commitments, fatherhood and fishing, to name a few. One of the juggling balls has been set aside.
With the second last exam of my degree done and a 10 day study break before the final exam the only logical thing for me to do was to drive to the other side of the country to go fishing!
Getting afloat on a Wednesday seems to be becoming a bit of a habit for me. Conditions looked good and the weather was fine so why not? That was all the encouragement I needed!
It is rare that you get a very good forecast for the end of the trout season, the last weekend in September. Off to Lough Mask to see if we could tempt any monster brown trout!
I have had only one go at the hounds this year and that was from a charter, a far cry from a kayak! That fact had to be rectified and what better time to do it than on a bank holiday?