Sunday, 24 January 2010

Pike, River Wye

A sharp ground frost, the sun trying to break through the early morning mist, it had all the feel of a Pike session, only without the Pike. The river Wye did not play ball and it was no great shock as it was racing along and full of colour.  My brother and I had felt confident but that gradually waned as the day went on and we tried several different baits and swims, all to no avail. That's why they don't call it "catching"!

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