- Personal Bests
- Specimen Gallery(non pb's)
- Foreign Fishing
- My Fluff Chucking-improving slowly
- Sea/Shark Fishing
- Barbel, It's all about doubles
- Red Letter Days- Zander and Pb Barbel
- Red Letter Days-Tench
- Chub, lots of fives, my quest for a six
- Carp-flukes and twenties
- Cheese paste recipe
Sunday, 17 February 2013
A 'pea souper' greeted me on arrival, the far bank was barely visible but that's where I headed on the advice of the ticket lady.
I had only bought a three fish ticket and I was seriously in danger of landing my quota and being home very early so I changed tactic and area to make the session last a bit longer.
A fruitless hour followed, my patience waned and I wandered back to the original spot and put the red lure back on.
The lure has a lead underbody so sinks fast and fishes deep if it is retrieved slowly and the next take was right on the bottom. This fish was either foul hooked or of a serious size as it sped off like lightning stripping me down to the backing before disaster struck. The braid backing was embedded in itself and the hook link parted like cotton. I didn't let that disappointment get me down, setting up again with another red lure and within no time I was battling another Rainbow. This time it was my turn to win and I filled my ticket with a 4lb 2oz Beauty.
Saturday, 9 February 2013
This week I had decided to try a new (to me) stretch of the Warwickshire Avon, Wasperton's Manor Farm or 'Man A F' as the sign states. I know this stretch is familiar to a lot of bloggers who have trod it's banks many times and now I know why. It is a beautiful section of river and it looks fishy, really fishy!
Today I was chasing Chub (again!) and there are so many overhanging trees, a favourite haunt of Chub that I didn't know which one to cast towards first. I started off upstream of the car park.
Within ten minutes the tip gave a small indication, I hovered ready for a strike and then it wrapped round again. This time I connected and played out a spirited battle before netting a chunky Chub. Putting Chub straight back is a sure fire way of killing the swim as they seem to spook all the others in the vicinity so they are one of the few species that I will put in a keepnet.
I carried on in this swim despite a lack of further action as I felt confident of catching more and eventually I did. The next fish hooked shot off downstream and my main line became tangled around a nearside bush. I managed to carefully pull the fish back to netting distance and fortunately landed another chunky specimen. I was not as lucky with the terminal tackle though, it had become way too tangled and I lost the lot.
|3lb 8oz and 3lb 12oz|
Sunday, 3 February 2013
The venue was Coppice pool and the target big Perch. Two rods were baited, one was to be a sleeper rod, half a lobworm coupled with chopped worm in a feeder cast over towards the island, the other float fished Prawn.
The first indications came from the worm and after a lot of unhittable twitches I struck into a fish, not the target but a decent Roach close to a pound. Following that there was nothing, not a sniff. The worm remained untouched, the same as the Prawn. I swapped about a bit, even trying maggot but strangely even they remained untouched. By 1pm the sun was blazing high, not ideal for Perch fishing and I had had enough. Time for a change of plan.
The Avon has been full of snow all week and although it is dropping I did not fancy the colour of it so stayed away. In the next village to home there is a tributary of the Avon, an overgrown diminutive brook that is full of surprises so I decided to venture there.