.......which wasn't as successful as it could have been.
J needed bait for his crab pots so I tagged along with him in Vulkanen. Oilskin salopettes, wellies - looked the biz!
Went out into the bay which a couple of days ago was heaving with mackerel. They were in for at least two days right up to the moorings and the quays. The water was boiling with them. The little fish they were hunting were jumping out of the water and the balls of mackerel going round and around them. People were fishing everywhere.
So we put the hand lines out. And in. And out. And in. In the space of 20 minutes J had caught 6 mackerel I think and me three.
Went out further into the fjord - the water depth was over 110 metres at one stage - and tried again. Got a few pollock type fish but nothing really happening. J has a fish finder on the boat and there was very little out there. I have been told that, after so many mackerel have been about, the other fish are scared off; but I'm not sure whether that's true or not.
Anyway - J said we'd go back in to get the nets, forgetting that they were in the sea house behind a heap of stuff and also that, because the barge the men have been painting the back of the sea house off is there, he couldn't get Vulkanen directly below the door to take the nets directly on. So we (or rather he, with me unsnagging them every ten seconds as they caught on floorboards, on the gangway, on everything and anything!!) had to move them four times before we got them onto the back of the boat. We then went back out into the bay and let them out. I'm sure that's not the technical term!
The good news was that we had some of the mackerel, baked with lemon and dill, for dinner.I served them with a cabbage and apple slaw and the cucumber pickle which is de rigeur with mackerel. And a baked potato each - yum.
As J was getting up at 6am this morning to bring the nets in and then to check his crab pots and rebait them I declined his kind offer of another outing.
Maybe next time.....
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