Its funny how times change, up until recently all our fishing trips were organised on the phone or by text, but now it seems the preferred method of communication has become facebook. The lads had been planning a trip since last week and the weather had always looked favorable for this evening. Dan Made contact earlier today and a trip out was hastily arranged for just after 5 this evening. Our main plan of attack for early season is Flatfish and Dan has been researching like mad all winter. I think he has watched every you tube fishing video ever made and hes read every old issue of boat angler he could find. Full marks to Dan a top angler who puts in the bit of extra effort. He certainly makes my fishing life a lot easier :whistle: By the time I got back from my sons football match at Bridlington it was 6pm and the lads had already gone out. Dan, Damo and Farron were accompanied by Supersonic Kev and new recruit to the Whitby Bass Club/pollack/turbut/we catch anything club, Steven Porett. As I drove down Sandsend Rd I spotted the lads about a mile out to sea. I got parked up and after a few words with Mike the fossill who was just passing by, I headed out and joined the lads. By and large the first sessions of the year are all about getting a feel for things again and getting you motivated for the season to come. Dan was keen to test his new Plaice rigs and all the lads were just keen to get going. The dabs were coming thick and fast. Although small it was a start. And then Dan hooked into something better and he soon landed a cracking Plaice looking to be around 2-3lb. Mission achieved for Dan and the rigs clearly work a treat.. Then just as I was getting ready to take his picture, disaster struck. I still dont know what happened but I somehow lost my balance and flipped the yak in double quick time. Initially I was in a state of panic, then after a few seconds I came to my senses and managed to flip the yak upright and climb back on, much to the amusement of the rest of the lads. So that was a great start to the season. 1 lost rod and reel and a shafted camera. Oh well I guess it cant get much worse, hopefully the first and last time this season. But at least I put self rescue into practice and all went according to plan. I was still bone dry thanks to the dry suite kindly donated by Ken and Fiona. After that we had a few more drifts before paddling in and retiring to Rigsbys for a pint and a packet of Uncle Alberts. So thats the first outing over, I got a bit wet and Dan got his first Plaice, and what a cracker it was. Thankfully my Memory card survived the water, so heres the rest of the pics for you to enjoy.