Monday, 31 March 2014
Sunday, 30 March 2014
Arriving on the beach it was blowing about 30mph and despite the forecast suggesting it would drop it blew like this all day making things pretty difficult. The field was to be made up of various boats and kayaks. Things were going to be hard for the boats but the kayaks deserved a medal for trying and some committed guys made an effort to get in the water and find an area they could fish safely.
First drop Gordon gets a double shot and we’re off the mark.
He then adds a doggie
We then repeat these species over the next 2 hours before I
manage to add the smallest Grey Gurnard I’ve caught before we have a move. It’s
clear on the radio it’s a tough day with nobody doing well.
We then repeat these species over the next 2 hours before I manage to add the smallest Grey Gurnard I’ve caught before we have a move. It’s clear on the radio it’s a tough day with nobody doing well.
I repeat the process exactly on the next drop and get a decent Spur, maybe 7 pounds. I’ve used this method of tapping the bottom to good effect here before but that the magic was gone, no more fish for me.
Gordon then got a decent bite that materialised into a double shot. It was hard to fish today and as you can see, something went wrong with Gordon in the process.
The Whiting didn’t make an appearance but Gordon did manage to nip a Poor Cod before we went in search of a Pollack or a Scorpion.
We then spent the next three hours with a hardly a bite between 5 rods. None too soon we were back on beach sorting the scores, placings and raffle prizes.
Daft hats and wigs were the order of the day and the lads raised £200 in the process.
Our seven species put us in first position winning a day out Tope fishing with Scott on Scary Mary.
Wednesday, 26 March 2014
The repair was turned around in 3 weeks via their service centre in Portugal costing a total pf £12, the price of the postage.
Sunday, 23 March 2014
The next couple of hours were fishless. I did try making a few changes, covered some ground and got a take on a tandem ragworm style fly fished with a Bombarda, first cast with it as it happens but the fish came off. I reckon that the birds that were consistently dipping and feeding when I was out last week were picking these up during their breeding cycle.
If you’ve ever dug ragworm at this time of year you’ll know two things, they’re harder to come by, and you also come across them in breeding colours, most likely green. Anyway, maybe there were just no fish around, maybe it was the seal that was following me but I walked back to car for a brew and some food, time for a move.
A fish on my first cast at the next spot.
I thought about heading home but decided to stick it out till dusk, predictably this proved to be the most productive part of my session. There was plenty of action in a 45 min period and I added a handful of smallish fish to my tally for the day before hitting the road.
Saturday, 15 March 2014
Tuesday, 11 March 2014
First stop on Friday morning was a lake near Wigan using waggler tactics with size 22’s and pinkies. After 2 hours we’d not had a bite and boredom got the better of Scott. He sat his rod down and walked ten feet to investigate something he’d spotted hanging from a nearby branch. Just as he got there his rod lurched across the ground as a fish picked up his offering and shot off. He managed to get to the rod and played the fish for a few seconds till the hook pulled, probably a Carp, typical after spending two hours looking at his float. Five hours later we had moved a couple of times and I spotted a fish turn over on the surface about 20ft away. As we both looked over my float must have disappeared as the line came tight to my hand and then hook length snapped, being 1 ½ pounds BS it didn’t take much, probably a Carp again, happy days.
The GUC has been good to me so I was confident we would get some fish. On arrival at the chosen stretch I hooked a Zed on my third cast, things were looking up till just as quickly it came off. Hours passed and the canal appeared devoid of life, we thought the Perch may have started to spawn due to the lack of action. Kev did manage a Zed which he weighed at 2 pound 6 oz and then sometime later Scott had a fish.
Sunday, 2 March 2014
|Stewart looking for inspiration in the shrubs or maybe the car keys have been lost again?|
|Me dreaming of what a take might feel like|