The only Guinness beer we saw was canned Guinness, freshly bought from a local supermarket together with a couple of bottles of wine to irrigate our dinner. There was no time for bars, Irish pubs or parties. Only fishing, fishing and a little bit more of fishing.
Three crazy guys came with me to this exploratory trip to the deep Irish south west.
Galway, a paradise for sea bass, protected by strict laws enforced by the government. Fish that grow for the exclusive pleasure of recreational fisherman, without the use and abuse of the trade. In a country like Ireland where the money is not plentiful and the crisis is hammering hard, this is a real impressive result. The recreational fishermen are only entitled to two pieces per day and no nets, gillnets, trawls and long lines are affecting the stock.
So the hopes were high.
The reports from friends who had been there previously were amazing and it was already time to park the heavy duty tackle for some lighter outfit. Oriol, Thomas and Mario were the lucky ones who shared with me these 4 intense, fruitful and enjoyable days. John was our guide and Lynn, his wife, tireless cook, terribly frightened by the amount of food the Spanish-Italian team could gobble each day.
After about two and a half hours drive from Shannon Airport and a flat tire, we were able to reach the cottage.
A quick bite to calm the restless stomachs and after rigging the tackle we could finally go fishing. The first day was a little poor, with a couple of bass and one or two more bites. A good dinner and a deserved rest were needed to prepare the tired bodies for the next day, with a scary wake up call at 04:30 in the morning.
Three crazy guys came with me to this exploratory trip to the deep Irish south west.

So the hopes were high.

After about two and a half hours drive from Shannon Airport and a flat tire, we were able to reach the cottage.


It was just the second full day of fishing that things began to cheer up.


There are plenty of Pollocks too.

I fished with two 7-foot Lamiglas travel rods which have worked wonderfully.

I’ll close this post with the negative side of the trip.

Yet I came back from Ireland happy.
