Well the yakking armarda gathered again this time instaed of a secret location we had decided on Flamborough Nth Landing ;D. I was last to arrive and the other yakkers Iain (quint), a new lad Dave (maiden voyage for him), Keith (volusion + son) were all already well out. Keith was at the entrance to Nth landing bay and his lad was playing in the swell on his small sport yak (not fishing). Iain and Dave could not be seen but had said to me that they intended to fish the flood drifting down to Selwicks on the flood and then possibly try for the bass and pollock on the ebb back towards the bay. The tide was ripping through of the bay mouth and as Keith described it , the scar out in front of Five Arches was causing the sea to boil and was kicking the yak all over , Scary Mary !!! Once out into the tide proper and paddling sth towards Braille the yak was almost up on to plane.....belting along at 6.8-7.2 mph Yeeeeehaaaa !!!! was soon down to where I could see an orange yak and guessed that was new Dave (he will hopefully be registering on the forum soon), Iain was stealth mode in his dark clothing and green Yak !!!! mind you , you can usually home in on his big grin as his rod is more often than not bent double with fish....how does that boy do it....??? Only a few more minutes and I d covered the 1/4 of a mile to them.Just in time for them to take a break and gloat in the fact that they'd already caught some decent cod when the tide wasn t as strong. I managed one small mop, that I lassooed with my home made woolley lures (a'la quint styleee) but nothing else, no bass and no pollock just lost loads of gear and got whipped along on the drifts at a stupid rate. Then the wind turned and was not only the tide pushing us along but the wind was then sending us out to sea at a rather alarming speed, so we decided to head back towards Nth Landing and call it a day. Oh well you can t bag up every time and todays tide was too much for us lil yakkers to be able to fish that location really, at least we know for next time. The sea was still quite coloured too which didn t help either. Sorry no pics of the fish or of much at sea either as the tide was hard work and so never got the camera out. Only managed a few of new Dave battling the small swell and waves to land backwards , again a technique mr quint has declared the going method for getting in through any surf/swell. The best part of the day after the drag up the slipway was the fact that the bar was still open and new Dave bought us all a beer to make up for the fact that on his first trip out he stuffed us both and caught some cracking fish on a difficult evening...well done that man....and cheers the beers are on me next time... ;D (Phewwwy in at last...!!)(new Dave) Cheers Dave.