In general, today I planned to go fishing already in the morning, but in the end the plans changed a little, and already at ten in the evening I was at sea. The sea is calm, calm, the waves are very weak. Today, I again decided to pay attention to scorpions and the search for slabs. The Maximus Egoist-Z 662UL rod was the work tool today. Although the twig is light enough, there is plenty of power in it, so I was ready to meet even with a heavy croaker.
I reached my working breakwaters, put the LureMax Kraken stretch crustacean on a gram jig head and proceed to fishing. Casts right along the walls of the breakwater, and here is the first bite and immediately realize it. A small scorpion encroached on the crustacean.
There was no doubt about Kraken’a’s subtlety. After making sure that he is catching today, he decided not to put it back in the box for a long time and put the white LureMax Voodoo Bug. I have not really offered this fellow to marine predators. I tried to put it last year, the result was, but very modest. But anyway, for some reason I believed in this bait. And much to the surprise, horse mackerels began to attack cancer. They pecked at the fall and lifted from the bottom. But it seems to me that this was most likely due to color rather than form. But I still persuaded the brush to bite.
Then he decided not to bother, put Kraken’a again and set off at a fast pace to catch the breakwaters. I give literally 5-6 casts to each breakwater and move on. And now I get another bite through the breakwater, but it’s not a scorpion at all. From the first seconds, I realized that it grabbed a crustacean crustacean. The size is small, but even after the scorpion, his resistance was very pleasant.
And then scorpion, scorpion, scorpion. And they were caught at least a dozen. Usually, 1-2 individuals came across a breakwater. True, the size of the scorpion was very small, only one was slightly larger than the others. Gorbyly searched, tried and enlarged by bait, but this did not bring any result. Perhaps you should try to go to some other places for this fish.
And so I reached the extreme point of the planned route, where a small goby came across the very shore, brought it all the same swampy Kraken.
As a result, 3 hours of fishing flew by unnoticed, and after midnight I headed home. A pretty walk went out before bed. A little more than a dozen scorpenok, humpbacks, goby and a couple of vagrant horse mackerels.