Sliver eel caught on a single lug worm, size 4 bottom hook of a three boom paternoster rig. Dropped straight down on pier, ebb tide.
Smoothound caught on board Sea Leopard on squid and lugworm wrap. Flowing trace.
Over recent weeks I have been out and about quite a bit, both freshwater fishing the lakes of Norfolk in support of the John Wilson Fishing Enterprise and of course, doing my favourite thing – combing the coastline of East Anglia in search of new marks and early season Bass.
By fishing across disciplines it has reminded me of just how hard going it is to fish our shingle east coast beaches. Let me put it this way; fishing a commercial lake is like visiting the petting area of a zoo. Smooth tarmac paths leading you to friendly Meerkats waiting to take food from your open hand. Whereas fishing on an east coast shingle beach this spring has been like walking barefoot through Kalahari Desert thorn bush infested quicksand surrounded by a pack of hungry Hyenas waiting to rip your arms off.
Boy has it been hard work on the beaches over the spring. Strong on-shore biting cold winds, rough seas and copious amounts of rain have made our beloved sport somewhat questionable to anyone with an IQ north of seven. Global warming…yes please.
But no; I have blogs to write and my good friend and fellow blogger David Porter and I are committed to fishing all the Suffolk beaches throughout the year, reporting our efforts for your enjoyment. So whilst David was fishing the far north of the county as featured in last Sunday’s blog, my focus was on the other end of Suffolk where I was researching a new mark at the southern point of Shingle Street beach, accessed from Bawdsey. Target species being Bass and Smoothounds.
I arrived at low water intending to identify clues from exposed seabed and wave motion and wasn’t disappointed. An onshore stiff breeze was forming a 3 foot swell that was breaking along the beach in front of me with telltale clues as to where seabed features would most likely help congregate my targets as the water rose. The wind negated any chance of using lures so my tactics for the hours ahead narrowed to bait fishing and I was happy with the squid, lug, rag and crab baits that I had collected the day before from Colchester Bait & Tackle.
I could see a clay shelf, undulated with gullies perfect for bass that divided the end of the shingle beach and the rock sea wall that protected Bawdsey. This area would be in play in a few hours but for now I looked beyond this position to set up 100 yds further north on the shingle, spotting a distortion of wave action suggesting a cut that again could signal a perfect bass hunting spot.
With both my continental rods matched with Mag 4 reels in action, one with a two hook clip down and the other with a pulley rig I settled with great anticipation. I was feeling that buzz you get when fishing a mark for the first time.
That’s when the rain started – sideways and hard, encouraged by a squall that at one point actually moved me along the slippery shingle. I was soaked and freezing cold. Any movement was exhausting. Casting was constrained by the wind and I was only reaching minimal yards out into the breakers, but hopefully to where the bass were feeding. Seeking an additional distance to clear a submerged ridge with one rod I loosened the mags with the inevitable birds nest. Grrrrrr.
Those that fish these Suffolk shingle beaches or maybe Chesil in the wind know just how demoralising and energy sapping shingle beaches can be on a good day yet alone in a hurricane. No wonder the beach was almost deserted. To be honest the only reason I stayed on was that I didn’t have the energy or the confidence of keeping hold of my equipment to pack up in the gale that now howled around me. I sat alone, keeping rods low, frowning out to sea taking the only comfort I could in that at least I was not on a boat being thrown around in the storm.
The wind moved the showers through quickly and in between rainstorms I re-baited hooks that were being stripped of worms within minutes by the most ravenous crabs I have seen in a long while. The size of your fist and with a degree of agility that would qualify them for the cast of Riverdance these crustaceans were seriously eroding my bait supplies and I began to regret fishing so early in the tide. Keeping one, putting it amongst my live peelers, was a bad idea when it began to rip my captive and less crusty supplies limb from limb. He was removed and calm was restored amongst the bait crabs.
I continually tried to convince myself that this was a reconnaissance mission for what was to come either today or, more likely, on my return another day and the investment I was putting in was worth it.
Three hours passed and nothing. Not a bite, only crabs and weed (the line clinging cotton wool type of weed that is so difficult to remove) occupied my thoughts as a procession of rain squalls progressively sapped my morale and any body heat that remained.
Finally my luck changed with a reasonable Pouting rattling the rod into action. At least I could avoid the walk of shame. It had taken a squid and lug combination and as I returned it to the water a flash of sunlight signalled the end of the rain.
I felt a faint hint of happiness return and soldiered on. Nothing again for an hour so I moved along to what was now a turbulent swirling confusion of breaking waves over the clay submerged seabed I had spotted earlier. At least the rain had passed.
I needed to use grip weights to hold my baits against the onshore gale returning them to shore. I knew that this would result in snags and more weed collection but the mark was finally in play. I had no chance of Smoothounds in these conditions but for bass it was just about perfect. And it indeed proved to be the case. Ragworm did the job and a huge take and a shaking head fighting my grip signalled it could be what I was seeking. Carefully guiding the fish through the waves it finally conceded to the shore and a Bass of just under 50cm laid on the golf ball sized pebbles at my feet.
Mission accomplished and with bait used up it was time to head home just as the light faded. The mark is most certainly one I will return to soon to fish two hours either side of high water, now I know the features of the beach. I want to fish the clay ravines with soft plastic gravity sticks or alibi snacks after dark and the shingle mark casting long with baits seeking those hound on a calmer day.
Once off the shingle walking became easy along the coastal path and my smile returned as I made my way back to my car. Mission accomplished for phase one of the Suffolk Safari. Hard work but worth every second to hunt wild seasonal fish in conditions that challenge you to your limits both physically and mentally. I slept well that night.
Thankfully now it seems summer has arrived and woohoo, the beaches will be packed with dog walkers, stone throwers and fire pit lighting dope smoking teenagers. But hey, it’s warm and dry.
After a year of busy blogging I am taking a break from my regular Sunday blogs for a while. I will write guest blogs when I can as we conquer the Suffolk and Essex shores. Thanks for reading my words over the year and for your overwhelmingly kind comments. Tight lines folks, see you on the beaches sometime.
Gurnard, fresh blowlug, up and over rig nightime flood tide, coastal bay.
Sole, caught on frozen ragworm, size 4 hook single up and over rig. Coastal bay night flood tide.
A few weeks back whilst collecting some worms from Kev at Colchester Bait and Tackle, we chatted about a recent trip Kev had been on to target Pollock, Ling and Conger on the drift. Gushing with enthusiasm and with perfect timing, Matt, the organiser of the group arrived as if by magic and joined in the conversation. Very kindly, they invited me along for their next pending trip and I gleefully agreed on the spot. I had no idea how to do this kind of fishing and have zero gear to match either but hey, Kev (AKA Arkwright) reassured me that he could supply everything I needed. One second after the point of full commitment by me to the trip, Matt then dropped in that the boat was in Looe, Cornwall and we would be travelling there and back with the full day of fishing all in a 24-hour period. Ouch!
So, one week later and clutching a plethora of muppets and huge jigs I found myself in a car with the guys heading down overnight from Essex to the West Country with an absolutely open mind as to what to expect. Traffic was kind to us and before long it was 5:30 am and we were in Cornwall seeking fuel and food.
Fully stocked up with our singular diet of enough Cornish Pasties to last the day we unloaded our gear and watched the most beautiful sunrise imaginable, waiting patiently for the skipper of our boat, Sowenna, to arrive.
Once on board we set off into the flat calm sea. Not a breath of wind nor cloud in the sky threatened what was going to be a day to remember. Almost immediately we were after fresh Mackerel. I had taken along my spinning rod and feathers and alongside the rest of the guys were pulling up big plump Mackerel, which, to be honest, I would have been happy keeping for dinner. But no, we were after bigger game and moved on to the first drift.
We began by targeting Ling and Conger. Using a high quality Penn rod and reel supplied by the boat, we rigged up. Terminal tackle consisted of a pair of muppets baited with big fillets of the fresh Mackerel.
Thankfully the skipper Dan helped show me how to make up the rig and we set to work, with short jigs keeping in touch with the bottom not moving our baits more than a few feet above the sea floor. It became clear to all that this was virgin territory for me but was met with plenty of encouragement and patience from my highly experienced mates and expert skipper.
Pretty quickly we were amongst the fish with an abundance of Ling bending the rods only interrupted by the odd huge Pouting. This was awesome fishing although it did take me quite a while to get the technique mastered. Chris was fishing beside me and got stuck in to some really good fish whilst to the other side of me Matt hooked a sizeable Conger.
Meanwhile, having had his fill of Ling, Ash decided to break out his ice rod and target Wrass in baited Sabiki rigs just for fun.
Be warned; next years EssexAnglers species hunt will be just using ice rods if I get my own way – how are the carp guys going to cope with that I hear you ask!
With a good haul of Ling and the single Conger, we changed tactics after lunch to focus on Pollack. Using soft plastic lures, primarily pink Sidewinder Sandeels on long traces, we moved to another reef and drifted again but this time with a technique of dropping the weight and trace to the bottom and then slowly winding up approximately twenty turns of the reel before dropping back down again if there as no enquiry from the Pollack. But when we did get bites this is where it became so counter intuitive. The Pollack began by giving a gentle nibble, which instinct drove me to strike or change my slow winding action. However; what was required was to continue winding slowly and wait for the huge bit to come.
Once the Pollack worked out it was hooked, boy did it fight back. These fish are great and we are landing sizeable fish on every drift. Although to be honest, I think my one here was the smallest.
The squalls that by now were sweeping in on big grey cumulus clouds didn’t deter us and Dan kept us fishing right up to 5pm. We were exhausted and ready to head back but before steaming in to land, Dan even filleted the fish expertly for us. A great final touch from a superb skipper and lovely bloke.
Sleeping most of the way home, we finally got back to Essex just before midnight, completing the 24-hour hard core marathon. A fantastic day with three great new friends. Matt, Ash and Chris taught me so much and I can’t wait to be back out with them again soon – albeit maybe doing the trip over three or four days as I am getting too old for 24-hour sessions.
This week I am catching up again on my 2021 goal of fishing all of the hotspots on the Suffolk coast – one of my favourite coastlines in the world. Weather permitting I will be heading up to the southern end of the Shingle Street beach for some early season Bass and possibly a Smoothound. Can’t wait.
It is a great honour to have been invited to be one of the coaches for the John Wilson Fishing Enterprise (JWFE) which we launched with our first events in April. Our activities covered both fresh water and at the beach. The ultimate aim of which is to help transform lives for the better.
In recognising the truly remarkable contribution John made to Fishing by way of his Television programmes, books, and general awareness of the green and blue spaces around us, Lisa, John’s daughter, wanted to create a legacy with an underpinning purpose for good.
However, it goes deeper than that. Like Lisa, having had a childhood that exposed me to the delights of nature and all that it offers is something I feel compelled to give back, but to the children and adults that may not of had this opportunity and/or never will.
Lisa is the driving force for this enterprise. Having worked with many children within social care: residential homes, fostering and adoption; as well as adults that have suffered with mental health, Lisa knows first hand the benefits that the outdoors can bring. Combine this with the art of Fishing and all the skills this can teach, and you have an excellent recipe to deliver the promotion of Mental health to all children and adults that need it most. When approached to be part of this, how could I say no!
As a self funded entity, we are mixing safe secure days at the lake for the kids and adults from social care as well as fresh water and beach fishing coaching sessions for commercial clients who want to improve their fishing skills and at the same time help support ongoing costs.
The Social Care element
The aim of the John Wilson Fishing Enterprise (JWFE) is to promote mental health as a key objective, particularly for children and adults who fall under the social care umbrella. Its emphasis is to provide fishing opportunities and the chance to connect with the outdoors and provide therapy through the art of fishing.
There are so many ways that fishing can have a huge impact: – interaction with coaches and other angling participants can help build on communication skills, self-esteem, confidence and ownership as well as the chance to learn through practical experience – not to mention the ultimate trophy of landing a fish. Essentially; it’s about bringing about small steps of positive change into their world. JWFE will give opportunities and a different approach that wouldn’t have previously been available to the children who need it most.
Reepham Lakes. Our first event
And so it began; our first event weeks ago at a sunny and warm Reepham lakes N.E. of Norwich. Having obsessively planned and rehearsed all our activities for weeks in advance, the first day was upon us. We couldn’t have wished for better conditions as we set up simple whip rods to floats with plenty of maggots and corn to tease the fish our way. Everything was ready when the kids arrived with their support team. I can’t deny I was nervous and looking at the other coaches I think I was not alone.
I had no need to worry. The kids were fixated on the fishing from the start, almost hypnotised by the prospect of catching fish through their own efforts. From baiting hooks to simple flick casting with the whips, the kids got stuck in and were rewarded immediately with a barrage of roach, rudd, gudgeon, bream and a variety of carp that kept them busy from start to finish. They were brilliant throughout to the pride of their support staff and sadly before any time at all it was over. To be honest; I wish we could have fished on all day as we were all having so much fun. The drive home from Norfolk was a blur as I beamed with pride and satisfaction from what we had achieved.
On to the beach at Corton – adult coaching
Five days later and it was the second event. A completely different day where this time I would be conducting 1:1 non-social care adult paid-for coaching day. I was in my element – the beach. I was glad to be back handling big tackle and wild fish to tempt our way.
Like the location, the weather was a total contrast to Reepham. Strong onshore north easterly winds greeted me and were whipping up waves of around 6-feet on a flooding tide. I was going to have to keep an eye on things for sure as the water rose. Setting up two rods in advance of my customer Gareth arriving, I prepared one two size 1 hook flapper rig and the other with a bigger 2/0 hook clip down rig to demonstrate different approaches to target a variety of species. I had squid, mackerel, fresh peeler, lug and rag worms in hand to use on the rigs so all was good. Whilst waiting for Gareth to arrive I put out a rod of my own to see how the wind, tide and wave action impacted on the tackle. After one cast struggling to hold I upped the weight by a couple of ounces which sorted things out nicely. The water crashing on the pebbles screamed as it retreated dragging the small stones into ridges and I soaked up the clues as to where the gullies and troughs were being formed by the storm.
Gareth and I had spoken by phone prior to the coaching session where he explained that, although a keen and reasonably successful fresh water angler, he had struggled when at the beach. The plan, given what he said, was to focus on the basics and with the wind freshening as he arrived even further it was clear that the skill of casting into strong winds was going to be the primary focus of the day. Gareth is a great guy, we got on really well. He explained that he is a highly experienced chef and was keen to catch fish to take home for food. I was feeling the pressure again and felt the wind increase on my face as if it was daring me to quit. But no, we soldiered on.
After explaining the basic tackle set ups and the target areas (given the wave action we could see) we focused on off the ground casting techniques, to minimise wind disruption to the casting action. I was smiling as the anglers either side of us were struggling to control their tackle and direction of cast as Gareth began to master these basic techniques in extremely difficult weather conditions. He was doing great, relaxing and keeping his actions simple and aligned, not stressing too hard on the rod in his casting action, which is the natural tendency for anglers when facing a gale doing everything it can to return your lead to shore.
The flapper rigs were baited with lug on the bottom hook and mackerel on the top hook and it was no time before Gareth was in to the whiting on both hooks. I was relieved that dinner was sorted for him after he had kept half a dozen decent sized fish and we began to focus on a change of bait for alternative species. The clip down rig was baited with crab and on first cast snared a reasonable dogfish.
Changing from mackerel to squid/worm cocktail attracted a decent pouting so three species claimed in the first two hours. The fishermen either side of us remained on blanks whilst still frantically trying to blast uncontrolled baits into the water.
The waves became steeper and the wind was by now howling but I had one more trick to teach. Changing to ragworm on the clip down single hook rig and shortening the cast to focus on dropping the bait into a gulley caused by retreating waves, no more than a short flick from shore, Gareth snared a beautiful school bass that duly fought as it it was twice its weight in the raging surf. With this the surrounding anglers packed up grumpily and went home without any fish to celebrate in contrast to our mastering of the conditions. I have to confess being pretty happy with this.
The session closed and Gareth headed home to prepare his supper. Whiting fillets with patatas bravas and aioli. Very nice indeed.
Gareth and I will return to the beach soon for more technique enhancements and hopefully less wind to contend with. For now, I want to thank Gareth for his time and company.
Back at Reepham with ITV News
Two days after the gales at Corton we were back at Reepham Lakes with the kids in social care. The wind had gone, the sun was out and the excitement was high knowing that our work had attracted the attention of ITV Anglia News, who were on their way to film for the day. Just as before, the whips were set up ready for the kids and we soon got them in to action. They were doing great and so focused on the fishing that they hardly noticed the film crews around them.
Seeing the kids totally engrossed in the art of fishing is one of he most fulfilling things I have done in a long time. When the TV interviews were conducted the kids were brilliant and did themselves proud with what they said.
I don’t think I can describe the day any better than just to ask you to watch the link to the news article that was shown on TV a few days later. The link is at the bottom of this blog.
With plenty more days already booked with the kids in social care to come Lisa and our team of coaches are delighted with how it has began. Lisa’s vision is now in action and I, like the other coaches are privileged to be part of this.
We can do so much for the kids in social care and I want to get them on the beaches too once their core skills are mastered on the lakes. For now, we can only do what we can within our means and would love more commercial bookings to help fund the project. The lake fishing is brilliant for kids birthday parties for example and naturally the beach fishing coaching on techniques and the craft of reading the beach is something that I would love to more of throughout the east anglian summer weekends. If you are interested in making a booking please reach out to Lisa at jwfe.co.uk
This week I am heading down to Cornwall for some serious wreck/reef fishing with the Colchester guys. A real marathon of Essex to Looe and back in a day targeting ling, conger and pollock. Can’t wait to write about that one for next Sunday if I survive.
Just as the autumn transition from summer to winter brings a combination of species to our coastline, so does the emergence of spring. April brings good prospects for species hunters where the last of the winter fish remain to compete with the arrival of our beloved bass, sole and small sharks.
It was with this renewed excitement for some variety of fish following a long winter plus the new freedoms from COVID restriction easing that encouraged me to look forward to two boat charter trips in April. The first being a return to the River Crouch aboard Dawn Tide Two from Wallasey Island and the second, a week later aboard a new boat from Brightlingsea named Sea Leopard.
It was good to be back on board Dawn Tide again. Mark Peters is an excellent skipper with a strong following from South Essex and London. To be onboard in his first week back after lockdown meant the atmosphere from both skipper and anglers was full of excitement and anticipation. In contrast to my last pea-soup foggy trip on Dawn Tide the visibility was crystal clear with a fresh cold wind. Picking up two more fishermen, Matt and Molly, from Burnham On Crouch on route down river it became abundantly clear that conditions were going to be tough with a punishing north-easterly wind. Mark, keen as ever to get amongst the big fish wanted to get out offshore but it was evident this wasn’t going to happen today.
Anchoring at the end of the estuary it was to be a day targeting Thornback Rays. Simple flowing traces loaded with strips of herring and squid kept everyone in play and the fish were soon coming on board. All except me of course who could only keep the dogfish away from the other anglers baits. What is it with me and Dogfish this spring… they just love my baits. I swap rods with someone next to me who is catching Thornies and the Dogs follow me. Just one of those times at the moment but hey….
Mark was attentive as ever, helping out whoever needed some guidance and kept us moving to the best spots for fish within the weather limitations. Molly, fishing next to me landed the biggest Thornback of the day just. Everyone caught some good fish and went home happy. Glad to see that Mark has so many bookings going forwards and I can’t wait to be back out again early June.
The following day I fished the beach at Holland On Sea. Flat calm and not a breath of wind. My head got burnt by the sun. Mark’s posts on FB from offshore, capturing a flat sea and landing Smoothounds just showed how crazy this time of year can be for the sea angler and those who make their living from it.
The next weekend in April came around in no time bringing the comparatively short trip around to Brightlingsea to join the Mersea Island Boys onboard Sea Leopard. This I was really looking forward to. The Mersea folk are a bunch of top blokes from the Island who I have got to know over the past year, fishing the beaches and who were kind enough to be part of a blog back in March
This was our first boat trip together and armed with every bait imaginable including squid cart bombs and 50 of the finest live peelers from Colchester Bait and Tackle expectations were huge. Sea Leopard is a new boat for 2021. Skippered by the highly experienced John Marks, Sea Leopard is a fast, stable monohull and we were soon aboard. The banter was excellent from the start – one of the advantages of booking the whole boat and within no time John was in the middle of our boyish humour.
Sadly, the winds from last weekend had returned with a vengeance. I can’t remember an April with so many days of strong north easterly winds and this was without doubt a real humdinger. The 11 am high tide meant that for much of the day it would be wind-over-tide with little shelter. So yes; another day inshore after the rays. At least the Colne Bar and Priory Spit took most of the heavy seas allowing us to be a touch off land.
Now as for the anglers; well Ben has a reputation for his infatuation with Whiting and was soon beaming with landing so many of these little beauties. His target was a dogfish and he wasn’t to be disappointed.
Dave (our resident bait digger) was spreading the love amongst the doggies, rays and round fish whilst Rob, sitting in between Dave and I was getting stuck in to a very good size Thornback.
And yes, you guessed it, I was catching small rays and a mix of doggies and whiting.
Again, just not my day, but to be honest, for me the day was about friendship after a long strange winter. Any fish for me were a bonus. It was so good to see everyone on board and great to see a new skipper building a business. I really do recommend Sea Leopard for those living in N Essex and the surrounds.
So; two great days on board, sadly constrained by the wind and seas but hey, good to be back on the water and very happy that even in these challenging times our charter skippers have weathered the storm and are there for us again for the months ahead. Looking ahead in to May the prospects are good and the bass will return as hungry as ever. For those who have booked boat trips; don’t worry as I don’t have any, so the weather will be fine. I have and will continue to be focusing on the launch of the John Wilson Fishing Enterprise, having been filming our first three sessions over the past week. Look out for Anglia Evening News on Tuesday 4th May and my blog next weekend explains all of what we are doing for kids who need a bit of help. https://jwfe.co.uk/about-us
Smelt – on charter boat close to shore – lug on flowing trace
OK; hands up who have ever watched one of those marine nature programmes on telly and seen a reef full of fish. Keep your hands up if you either dream of, or love wreck fishing. Now imagine the feedback the boat skipper would give you if, when wreck fishing, you cast 100 yards away from the wreck.
Now; hands up who when fishing a pier, casts away from it as far as you can? Granted, sometimes casting away from a pier helps you reach a channel or other feature and I have been doing this today, but in reality, more often than not, the pier is an oasis full of fish not dissimilar to a wreck or reef. Casting away from it means you can leave the oasis and place your bait in the desert.
Furthermore; using the pier as a ‘wall’ can capitalise on the many depths the fish are swimming at and will bring unusual species, and methods, into play. And it makes a change from fishing the bottom 2-feet that a long cast gives you from the gradient your bait lays in the water.
The holes, pillars, nooks and crannies the pier possesses are a haven for fish sheltering in the weed that covers the sub surface structure and right now, those lovely little crabs are getting softer. Guess where the bass are going to be feeding.
Granted, piers are notoriously snaggy. Rotten bottom rigs and cheap terminal tackle lessen the pain of lost kit but mastering the art of casting just slightly away from the structure can avoid the worst of the snags whilst still tempting the fish to leave their hiding places to snack on your bait.
I use a 15-ft beach casting continental rod but flick a cast only two or three rod lengths away from the pier. Carp rods would be ideal too of course. The purpose of the long rod is not to cast distance, but to enable the retrieve to be kept away from the pier structure. Using 2-oz heavier weights than you would normally need for the tide prevents drift of the bait into stage and ensures a more straight up and down placing and retrieving of the baits.
The other advantage from using a very long rod is that it enables you to use very long terminal tackle set ups, covering maybe 10 feet of depth. my go to rig is a ‘stretched’ 3-5 wire boom paternoster rig, size 1 or 2 hooks connected by lightweight (10lb) short fluorocarbon snoods. The lightweight fluorocarbon provides movement for the baits and also is first to break should a hook snag, preventing a total loss of terminal tackle. The hooks are most commonly baited with micro bait mackerel or squid top hook, squid, herring or bluey middle hooks and at the seabed crab or worm. Basically, just covering my options with what I think reflects what the fish would be feeding on over that 10-feet depth range. Periodically I jig the rod, especially at slack water just to keep the movement going.
So with this core rod locked and loaded, option for as second rod are many. Depending on conditions I sometimes drop a sliding float loaded with small rag/maddies just out of sight. The clearer the water the deeper I set the bait. Often you get bass, mullet or garfish hunting just below the visible water line. This is a really great tactic at night, when the predatory fish use any light from the pier to hunt at shallow depths. If when fishing bottom at dusk and it goes quiet, try fishing micro baits 12 ft down with a float. Trust me. Float fishing can be a bit tricky when the pier is busy and when the tide is running, but when not, great fun so long as you hang on to your rod.
For my style of pier fishing a drop net is essential. Fishing lightweight snoods risks a break off when lifting fish from the water to pier. In addition to its core purpose, at slack water a weighted and sunk drop net loaded with bait can bring up some real surprises but for me the real delight is the shrimps and prawns which can be a meal themselves or super bait for the float or top hook paternoster.
If the tide is running, a tactic I developed during 2020 is to use sliders. Baiting it with a whole small bluey, sprat or pouting for example, I simply cast down tide 10-yards and let gravity and tide do its thing. This works really well for dogfish who love to hang around piers for the small fish that we catch and throw back. The slider covers the whole elevation of the water depth as it descends, so in effect you are covering every possibility of fish feeding height.
So to conclude; I don’t know why piers have a bad reputation as they can be great. Removing the need to cast long distances means kids can fish as equals too making it the ideal starting point for the youngest family members. Today on Clacton Pier families were having a great time. You don’t get sand in your car like a day on the beach and you can chose your time to go home unlike a boat trip. The pier attracts a wider variety of fish in contrast to a beach and typically has a cafe near to hand to save you from a pot noodle dinner. In terms of equipment, it is also probably the cheapest place to fish. The pier for me is an all round easy but interesting location to have in your arsenal. I love them.