In the right plaice, at the right time.

I was supposed to drive down to Pembrokeshire at the beginning of September to spend a few days targeting grey triggerfish with fellow species hunter Ben Price, but conditions were terrible, so we took the decision to postpone the trip for two weeks. In the meantime, I’ve had a few sessions down at the inlet area of Torness Power Station, fishing at the spot where the striped red mullet was caught recently. For the first session, I headed down there with my mate Ryan to have a go at catching my one hundred and third Scottish species. Fishing three hook flappers baited with ragworm on two rods didn’t produce that many fish sadly. After several hours, I’d only caught three in fact!

A tiny dab,..

…a nice chunky flounder,..

…and a solitary coalfish.

Despite the lack of fish, it was still an enjoyable session and we were rewarded with a nice sunset before calling it a day and heading back up the road. 

Barns Ness Lighthouse and the Bass Rock off in the distance. 

Over the following week I returned three more times for another three attempts. I couldn’t get my hands on any ragworm, so I grabbed a bag of frozen raw prawns from the supermarket and dug some small blow lug to use as bait. Sadly, all three sessions turned out to be just as slow as the first one. Over twelve hours in total, fishing two rods, only produced a few tiny whiting and some flatfish. Mainly small dab, but in amongst them I was rewarded with a nice plaice. 

At 30cm, this is by far the biggest plaice I've caught on the east coast. Their numbers here seem to be increasing. 

So, some pretty tough sessions that didn’t produce a first Scottish striped red mullet for me. I’ve subsequently been told about more of them being caught in the area by other anglers though, so I’ll just keep trying. Hopefully there’ll be some more around for a little bit longer before the water temperature starts to drop and I think it’s just a simple case of being in the right place at the right time. I was supposed to be heading down south again soon, but Mother Nature seems determined to sabotage that  again, which will allow me to have a few more cracks at adding another species to my Scottish tally. 

Tight lines, Scott.

A Scottish species hunting side quest.

As catching new species of fish in Scotland has now become very difficult, I decided earlier this year to feed my addiction with a side quest. It's been a fantastic year for butterflies, so I decided to start looking out for them when I’ve been out and about, and sometimes even travelling around the east coast of Scotland specifically to find them. I’ve done quite well and here's a selection of some of the species I've managed to photograph this year.

A dozen of the different species of the Scottish butterflies I have spotted and photographed this year.

Top row: Comma. Common Blue. Green Veined White. Large White.
Middle row: Orange Tip White. Painted Lady. Peacock. Red Admiral.
Bottom Row: Scotch Argus. Small Blue. Small Tortoiseshell. Speckled Wood.

There are thirty five species in total in Scotland plus three others that have been spotted here over the last few years that do not breed here. In total, I've seen twenty three species this year, which I think is pretty good going. I've really enjoyed chasing them around armed only with my iPhone, trying to get a few photos of them. Next year, I plan on spending some time hunting down the ones I haven't seen yet.

Scott.

The species hunting bug.

I’ve been species hunting for over a decade, setting myself targets, both short and long term, and having lots of fun working towards trying to achieve them. It seems to be a branch of angling that is gaining popularity, whether that be individual anglers doing their own thing like me, or people taking part in species hunting competitions, either with friends or taking part in sponsored events where there are prizes to be won. 

My mate Ryan has caught the species hunting bug this year. For a bit of fun, he’s doing a saltwater species hunt with a few of his mates, and they're now exploring new ways to fish in places they've never fished before, targeting as many different species as they can. 

Earlier this month, after spending a day with him locally during which he added lesser weever, short spined sea scorpion and three spined stickleback to his tally, we drove across the country to Stranraer, to see if we could add a few more species to his tally. I wanted to see if I could catch a new species too while we were there. Inspired by another species hunting friend of mine Mike, I planned to spend some time fishing with tiny sabiki to target juvenile herring, hoping that, like he did last year, I’d perhaps get lucky and catch my first ever sprat in amongst them. To begin with though, we targeted sand goby straight down the harbour wall using small hooks baited with tiny pieces of ragworm. We quickly caught a few of them, another addition to Ryan's 2025 species hunting tally.

This is a sand goby. There are two other closely related species that can be found in the UK, out in deeper water usually. They are the Lozano’s goby and the Norway goby. I’ve been reading up on them recently, trying to get a handle on identification methods for both, but I'm very confident I’ve ever caught either of them. I really enjoy learning about new fish species and building up my knowledge.

After initially catching dozens of them from the cleaner areas on the bottom, we started moving around, dropping our rigs closer to some structure. This produced some small wrasse and two additional goby species, but Ryan had already caught all the species we caught earlier in the year.

Fishing close to rocky patches produced a few fairly large black goby,…

…and the odd rock goby too. 

At this point in the session, we got a slight surprise when we turned around to discover we had been joined by a third fisherman, who had decided to get rather close to us. A rather friendly juvenile European shag had landed nearby and had slowly made its way over to where we were fishing. I've been doing a spot of birdwatching this year, so I took a break from fishing to take a few pictures of the bird.

Even efficient predators appreciate a free meal!

Shifting my attention back to fishing, I then switched over to a slightly heavier setup and a set of sabiki. Casting them around in different directions and working them back towards me to try to locate any herring shoals, I didn't get that many bites initially, but eventually I did manage to catch a couple of juvenile herring. They're not a species I particularly enjoy catching if I'm honest, as they don't react well to being handled, their scales being very delicate and coming off very easily. I quickly did the necessary checks to confirm that they were indeed herring and put them back. Ryan hadn't caught a herring this year, so I let him use my sabiki rod for a while, but he didn't manage to catch one, so we decided to move to a second spot. 

We were unsure if the area we wanted to get to would be accessible, but after a quick drive and a short walk, we discovered the long man-made structure was and started fishing from it. Ryan dropped tiny pieces of ragworm down the side to begin with, whilst I focused on catching a sprat again. I managed to catch another couple of juvenile herring, and as Ryan wasn't having much luck down the side, he had a go at slowly jigging the sabiki again. After a bit of patience, he eventually got a couple of juvenile herring, his first of the year.

Then as we were chatting, Ryan spotted a strange fish and pointed it out to me. I realised almost straight away that it was a pipefish! It was quite small and was swimming around slowly in an upright position just underneath the surface of the water. Sadly, it didn't hang around for long before disappearing out of sight. That's the first time I've seen a pipefish in the UK. There are six species of them found here, and I'd love to catch any of them. Next month I plan to go hunting for them!

Before we left, we moved along to the end of the pier and tried our luck there. My sabiki didn't produce anything, so I switched back to fishing down the side again. In amongst lots of black goby, rock goby and goldsinny wrasse both of us pulled out a few small pouting.    

Yet another addition to both our species tallies for this year.

It had been quite an enjoyable day trip to Stranraer and worth the long drive to get there. We'd caught some interesting species, made a feathered friend and seen a pipefish! Next month Ryan and I are hoping to head down south to fish Dorset, Devon and Cornwall. If we go, I'm confident we can both catch some new additions to this year's tally, and I might hopefully catch a new species too!

A week or so later, I met up with another convert to species hunting, welsh angler Ben Price. For years Ben was a specimen angler, targeting large fish around the Pembrokeshire coast, where he lives. A few years ago, he decided to give species hunting a go, and it's safe to say he's now addicted! A reader of this blog, he was so inspired by some of my posts about the fishing around Scotland that last year he decided to visit and had a very successful trip. Some of the fish he caught up here helped him to win the Angling Trust's 24/25 Elite Species Hunt with an incredible total of seventy six species! 

Spending a week up in Scotland again, after spending several days on his own up in the highlands, where he added butterfish, coalfish, cod, flapper skate, sea trout, tadpole fish, and two spotted goby to his tally for the 25/26 competition, he headed down to Edinburgh. It was good to meet up with Ben again, and the two of us spent a couple of days fishing around Edinburgh and East Lothian, trying to catch reticulated dragonet, short spined sea scorpion, topknot, viviparous blenny and Yarrell's blenny.

One of the venues we fished was St Abbs Harbour. Ben was blown away with the place and we caught quite a few fish. Whilst fishing with tiny hooks trying to catch a reticulated dragonet, we caught quite a lot of small flatfish.  

St Abbs Harbour has a health population of tiny plaice in it.

In amongst all the juvenile plaice and flounder, I also caught this tiny dab.

After catching several long spined sea scorpion, Ben caught a short spined sea scorpion, which was one of his target species. He then spotted a small group of dragonet in close, and we both managed to catch quite a few of them. Carefully inspecting each one, they all sadly turned out to be common dragonet. Still, this was a first time capture for me on the east coast of Scotland. Whilst targeting them, I also caught a painted goby, also a first time capture for me on the east coast of Scotland.

My painted goby with its distinctive dorsal fin markings and pale saddles.

Casting out into the middle of the harbour again, we caught a few more tiny flatfish, and then I caught another dragonet. This one turned out to be the one Ben was after, a reticulated dragonet. Sadly, like a lot of fish in the area, it was riddled with black spot disease. Its eyes in particular were badly scarred because of this.

My second Scottish reticulated dragonet. Not the most photogenic example of the species.

I was hopeful that Ben would catch one too, but after a while we threw in the towel and turned our attention to the area where I caught a topknot earlier this year. We both knew that it was a long shot and predictably, even if there was one down there, the resident wrasse had other ideas, our ragworm didn't stay down there very long before being munched by one.

A nice male corkwing wrasse. One of several wrasse we caught.

Soon it was time to head back up the road to Edinburgh, Ben had one last late evening session targeting viviparous blenny before making the drive back down to Wales the following morning. Next week I'm heading down to Pembrokeshire to meet up with him again. He's going to hopefully help me catch my first grey triggerfish in the UK, something I'm really looking forward to!

On Saturday morning, I received a message from Ryan, telling me that his mate had caught a striped red mullet. A few hours later, I received a message from Ben, telling me that someone in Scotland had caught a juvenile lumpsucker. Inspired by these captures, on Monday, I headed down to where the striped red mullet had been caught. Having caught the species a few times in the past in both the Mediterranean and also from Swanage Pier in Dorset, I'd love to add one to my Scottish species tally. Collecting some live prawns on my way to the venue, I found a tiny fish in my net with the prawns after scooping them out of a rockpool.

The tiniest corkwing wrasse I've ever seen!

Armed with my bucket of live bait, I had a pretty slow session fishing two rods and only caught a few dab and whiting. Unsurprisingly, no striped red mullet were around or if they were, they weren't tempted by the prawns. I think perhaps they'll be more partial to a nice worm bait, which is what Ryan's mate caught his on, so I'll be baiting up with them during future attempts.

I might be a dab hand at this species hunting lark, but sometimes persistence and luck are what's required!

So, I'm well aware that catching a striped red mullet in Scotland is a real long shot, but as I know about two that have been caught this year fairly locally and also that two were caught last year as well, they're clearly around, so I'm going to keep trying to catch one throughout September. Anyway, I just can't help myself. It's obvious that I too still have the species hunting bug, and I don't think there's a cure!

Tight lines, Scott.

In sickness and in health.

Despite not feeling great, I took a short trip over to the Isle of Bute recently. Two of Lillian’s friends were getting married in a short ceremony at the island’s registry office in Rothesay, and had asked her to attend as one of the witnesses. It was to be a quick, informal ceremony, but as I didn’t really know them, it somehow didn’t really feel quite appropriate that I attend, so I went fishing in the afternoon and met up with them in the evening for a meal. I wanted a nice easy venue to fish, so after having a look on Google Maps, I decided to head to Port Bannatyne’s marina, to fish from the outside of its breakwater. 

My spot for the day. 

Starting off fishing close in, I quickly discovered there were quite a lot of poor cod just out from the base of the breakwater’s rocks. Dropping in tight on the rocks themselves produced a few goldsinny wrasse, followed by a ballan wrasse that tried its best to get down into the rocks. 

I’m not a big fan of poor cod if I’m honest. 

Goldsinny wrasse can be a bit of a pain too. Often present in large numbers, they’re very aggressive, making catching other species more difficult. 

Even small ballan wrasse are great fun on ultra light gear. 

After a while, I decided to try fishing further out and switched to a three hook flapper equipped with very small hooks, in the hope of catching some interesting mini species, or perhaps even something new! This change of tactics produced fewer fish, but the variety was good which kept things interesting as I didn’t know what I would catch next!

I caught my first common dragonet of the year,..

…a small dab,..

..a tiny haddock, again my first of the year,… 

…and quite a few juvenile grey gurnard.  

Before the end of the session, I had a few casts with a 10g metal jig. This produced a few mackerel at distance and several pollock closer in. It had turned out to be quite a productive mark and I’d quite enjoyed fishing there. By the time I left however, fatigue had started to set in, which isn’t normal given I’d not been fishing that long. As Ive mentioned in most of my recent posts, I’ve not been feeling right for quite a while now. A load of blood tests have been done recenty and the results have all come back normal. This is good news obviously and another appointment with the doctor has been scheduled, so hopefully we can try to get to the bottom of what exactly is the matter with me!

Tight lines, Scott. 

Testing the water.

I popped down to Galloway’s Pier at the back of North Berwick Harbour at the weekend whilst Lillian and I were in the area. During the week, I’d heard that quite a lot of lesser weever had been caught there recently. 

Galloway's Pier. This was once the base of an old wooden pier. It was in a poor condition until it was extended in a few years ago. Boats use it when the tide is out and they cannot get into the harbour due to lack of water.

It was a little bit windy, so I fished about a metre out from the concrete structure’s edge. Small pieces of dried ragworm were soon being attacked and in about fifteen minutes I hooked four of the target species. The first three fell off as I was lifting them from the water. I find lesser weever sometimes just have a hold of the bait and let go when they are wound in. Fish number four was well hooked however, and was carefully unhooked and popped into my new photo tank. 

Lesser weever are actually a very pretty little fish in my opinion.

Having established that there were plenty around, mainly for an upcoming visit with my mate Ryan who wants to catch his first, and managing to not get stung in the process, we headed off to enjoy a spot of lunch on the town’s high street. 

Tight lines, Scott.

So you're telling me there's a chance!

After hearing reports of a striped red mullet being caught on Granton Breakwater, I decided to get out and try my luck. The angler who caught the striped red mullet has fished on Granton Breakwater for many years and this was his first one. One other friend also caught one there many years ago, so clearly they are a potential catch, albeit an extremely rare one. So, I was under no illusions about my chances when I visited the venue last week. I had two sessions, neither producing a striped red mullet. Fishing small baits on the bottom, I did catch a lot of pin whiting, a few juvenile grey gurnard and a couple of mackerel. The breakwater was very busy and there were lots of people fishing of various ability levels. I witnessed a few leads being cracked off and flying away towards the horizon, and several cans of lager being cracked open too. When “the mackerel are in”, I’ve got to be honest and say it’s not my favourite place to fish!

My mate Ryan came down and joined me for a couple of hours during the first session and as we chatted away, he told me that a friend of his had caught a couple of dragonet in St Abbs Harbour. Quite unusual I thought. Having fished St Abbs Harbour quite a lot over the last decade, or perhaps even a little longer, I’ve never caught or heard of anyone else catching a dragonet there. I just assumed that they were common dragonet, but when I thought I better check and Ryan sent me photos of the fish in question a couple of days later, I was shocked to see that one of them was actually a reticulated dragonet! I jumped straight in the car and headed down there!

St Abbs Harbour has been very good to me over the years, most recently producing my first Scottish topknot. 

My first session was pretty productive in terms of the number of fish and species I caught, but no dragonet were in amongst them. The following morning I headed back down armed with some fresh ragworm. When I arrived, the tide was out and there wasn't much water in the harbour, so I decided to kill some time targeting three spined stickleback. It didn't take long to find a few fairly large specimens in a small rockpool. Tying on a tanago hook, baiting it up with a tiny piece of ragworm and twitching in front of them produced a couple pretty quickly.

First up was this large female.

It was followed by a very colourful male.

Heading back around to the harbour, I rigged up a running ledger and began casting it out onto the cleaner areas out in the middle of the outer harbour. I wouldn't really describe these areas of the harbour floor as sandy, it’s more like fine gravel with a few patches of rougher ground and weed. Slowly twitching the tiny bait back towards me along the bottom, the fish weren't biting as much as the previous day. Eventually I caught a long spined sea scorpion, a common blenny and a nice flounder.

St Abbs Harbour is a great venue to target flounder on ultra light tackle.

As the tide continued to fill the harbour, the fishing slowed down even further, and I went an hour or so without catching any more fish. Eventually, I cast out and just after my rig hit the bottom, my rod tip registered some interest. Leaving the bait for a few seconds to allow this to develop, I wound down and felt the weight of a small fish thrashing away. As it came to the surface, I recognised the shape almost immediately. It was my first ever dragonet from St Abbs Harbour.

A small dragonet, but which species? At first glance it looked like a common dragonet.

In my photo tank, the fish just sat on the bottom and didn’t want to flare its fins, so I had to lift it out to gently extend the second dorsal myself. 

The second dorsal fin had ten rays and a distinctive diagonal pattern to the markings on it. I'd caught my first Scottish reticulated dragonet!

I was over the moon, but couldn’t quite believe I’d caught one after spending such a short an amount of time trying. It felt a bit surreal if I’m honest. Quite a contrast to the umpteen sessions I’d put in to catch the topknot! I continued fishing for a bit longer, but it remained pretty slow, so after catching another two long spined sea scorpion and a second flounder, I called it a day, heading back up to Edinburgh happy enough! I really didn’t expect to catch another new Scottish species so soon after my first Scottish topknot. Chasing fish, particularly rarer species, when you hear about them being caught often leads to disappointment in my experience, but on this occasion, racing to the scene of an unusual capture had really paid off! The reticulated dragonet that Ryan’s friend had caught was a male, much more colourful than my fish, with much taller dorsal fins too, so there are at least two of them in there! I’ll leave them for other anglers to target for the time being, I’m going to get some sabiki out and try to catch a sprat next! Who knows how long that will take!

Tight ines, Scott.

Persevered.

I’d not seen my mate Ryan for quite a while, mainly due to poor weather conditions repeatedly ruining our plans, so at the beginning of July, when the latest heatwave began, we headed down to St Abbs Harbour to wet a line together. Still not feeling great, I had no expectations for the fishing, and really just wanted to catch up with my mate and enjoy the nice weather. Any fish caught would be a bonus really. Ryan was keen to catch a sand goby, so we fished tiny pieces of ragworm on the bottom over a sandy area I’d caught them from in the past. Sadly, this didn’t produce any, but we did catch a lot of small flounder instead. 

Small but perfectly formed. My first flounder of the year. 

Heading around to the mouth of the harbour, we caught a few small coalfish and pollock. Dropping a live prawn down close in amongst the kelp straight down the harbour wall, I caught a chunky corkwing wrasse. 

Wrasse don’t mess about when a live prawn appears in their vicinity!

Next up, we headed around to fish straight down the wall of the harbour’s large outer section. This produced several long spined sea scorpions, a few leopard spotted goby, a butterfish, a coalfish and several ballan wrasse. 

I had three chunky ballan wrasse in fairly quick succession. Live prawn presented close to the bottom doing the business again. 

To finish the session, we headed out onto the wall connecting the harbour to some of the rocks outside of it. I fished into an area I knew had produced a topknot in the past. After catching a couple of wrasse and a long spined sea scorpion on live prawn, I rigged up another, dropping my rig again, I felt a fish take my bait almost straight away. Lifting into it, it felt like my lead had got stuck, but I could also occasionally feel a small fish on my line too, occasionally shaking its head. After a while, trying to free my rig from the bottom, I was about to pull for a break when suddenly it came free. Winding up, it wasn’t fighting too much and felt a little odd. I couldn’t believe my eyes when the unmistakable shape of a small topknot came into view. I've seen a few people lose topknot lifting them out of the water, but without thinking, I quickly swung it up the wall and into my waiting net. Luckily it was well hooked! I’ve been after one of these rarely caught rock dwelling flatfish from a Scottish venue for quite some time, visiting three particular venues dozens of times over the last couple of years, so I was over the moon to finally get one!

I caught one over a decade ago on the Channel Island of Jersey, but this was my first ever Scottish topknot. 

What a cool fish! I love the way their markings make them look like a little masked bandit!

What a great way to end what had been a very enjoyable session. It was great to catch up with Ryan again as well. Since we started fishing together, he’s been by my side as I’ve caught quite a few species in Scotland for the first time.  Often wearing a very faded baseball cap, celebrating Hibernian’s 2016 Scottish Cup win. “Persevered” is embroidered on it, a reference to the 114 years since they last won the trophy, way back in 1902! I had certainly persevered too with my Scottish topknot hunt! I may not have been feeling great, but catching my one hundred and first Scottish species certainly gave me a much needed lift!

Tight lines, Scott.

Stuck in a rut.

Since returning from the Isle of Lewis at the end of May, I haven't been feeling very good. In fact, my symptoms have probably gotten worse: Constantly feeling fatigued, and having aching arms and legs isn’t much fun. As a result, I’ve been out fishing less than I normally would over the start of the summer months, usually choosing to stay fairly local when I have ventured out. A trip down to Torness Power Station midway through June didn’t produce that many fish, but a few leopard spotted goby and a butterfish were in amongst those I managed to catch, bringing a smile to my face. 

If pushed, I’d probably say that the leopard spotted goby is the coolest of all the UK goby species.

Butterfish are cool, and it's always fun to catch them!

Before heading back up the road, I quickly visited the sea defence boulders around at the station’s hot water outlet. My objective there, was to catch my first common blenny of the year. It didn't take long at all!

This shanny eagerly munched a small piece of prawn. 

Later in June, I also met up with a young American species hunter named Dominik, who was in Edinburgh for a few days before he and his family headed north on a Scottish road trip. We spent a few hours fishing beneath the lighthouse at Newhaven Harbour. It was a very productive session, during which, Dominik added a few new species to his lifelist, including butterfish, which we caught lots of. In amongst the more common species found there, all of which were new to Dominik, we also caught about a dozen grey gurnard, and towards the end of the session, I caught my first viviparous blenny of the year.

Dominik’s first ever butterfish. One of seven we caught between the two of us!

We also caught lots of juvenile grey gurnard.

My first viviparous blenny of the year. Another mini species I really enjoy catching!

So, I only went fishing a couple of times in June, but on both occasions, whilst the sessions may have been fairly short, they were very enjoyable! I might not have been feeling great, but getting out had cheered me a bit. I really enjoyed meeting up with Dominik and helping another species hunter successfully catch a few new species is always very satisfying.

Tight lines, Scott.

Under the weather.

At the end of May, I headed off to the Isle of Lewis for the first time with fellow species hunters, Mike and Mark, for two days of boat fishing. Hopes were high that we'd be able to catch some unusual fish out in the deep water off the island's north west coast. On the way there, whilst we waited to board the ferry at Ullapool, we fished for a couple of hours from the harbour. Small sections of ragworm and tiny strips of squid fished close to the bottom, both produced some poor cod and both the species of UK sea scorpion, a pretty even mix of long spined and short spined.

My first poor cod of the year.

The short spined sea scorpion were also my first of the year.

Most of them were sporting a spotty underside.

There were lots of people queuing up when we arrived at the harbour, and the reason became apparent when the only fully operational seagoing paddle steamer came into the bay to pick them all up.

The Waverley sails up and down the UK coastline. It passed by whilst I was fishing at Greenock last year.

Just before we left, I caught something quite unexpected, in the shape of a lesser weever. The ground we were fishing over was not really the type I'd expect to produce them. Usually, they can be found living in fine sand, but the ground we were fishing over was pretty mixed with lots of rocks and weed. I guess there must have been a few small sandy patches down there though!

Yet another addition to my 2025 species tally!

Heading back to the car, we boarded the ferry and made the crossing to Stornoway. After we disembarked, we met up with our skipper in the Stornoway Angling Club, right next to the ferry terminal. Angus is quite a character, and we spent an hour or so hearing about some of the more unusual captures he’s made over the years, and discussed where we would be fishing the following day. Conditions in the lead up to the trip had been fantastic, but the wind had picked up and would limit how far offshore we could go. 

In the morning, we headed to on the other side of the island, loaded our gear onto the boat, and set off. Our first task was of course catching some fresh bait. To begin with, we targeted greater sandeel and once we caught a few dozen of those, we headed to another spot to target mackerel.

A nice big launce. 

Unfortunately, the mackerel weren't around in any great numbers. Not a problem as Angus had backup supplies of frozen mackerel, so we headed to our next spot where we hoped to catch some cusk over some rocky ground. After a few ling were boated, I caught a nice spurdog, but winding it up, I started to feel quite unwell. I quickly unhooked the fish and returned it, before being violently sick over the side. Anyone who's suffered with sea sickness well tell you, it's absolutely brutal, and it rarely goes away until you get back onto dry land. I made a couple of attempts to fish again, but they only made me feel worse again, so that was me for the day. 

Since returning from Gran Canaria at the end of March, I’ve not really felt one hundred percent and when we returned to the harbour I continued to feel unwell, which had me wondering if it was this that had triggered the sea sickness. In the evening, after eating dinner, I had an early night, but in the morning I still felt rotten, so decided not to go out in the boat. The trip had turned into a bit of a disaster for me. Mike and Mark had a good day out, fishing inshore as the wind had picked up again, and they caught some specimen dab and plaice, as well as some spotted ray. I had some ultra light tackle with me but felt so terrible that I didn’t even feel up to fishing at all, instead going for a walk around the town and up Gallows Hill. The following day, Mike and I headed back to the mainland, whilst Mark stayed on the island an extra day, to do some shore fishing. Arriving in Ullapool, Mike had an hour fishing from the harbour. I just went for a stroll around the town to get some more fresh air. 

It was a dull day and my fishing mojo hadn’t returned. 

So, my first trip to the Isle of Lewis is one I'll remember for all the wrong reasons. It was great to meet up with Mike and Mark, and I wish I’d been able to spend more time fishing with them. Despite my first trip to the Isle of Lewis turning into a bit of a nightmare, I’d love to return in the future at some point!

Tight lines, Scott.