KEVIN PERKINS | |
Never mind smelling the flowers, don’t forget to take time out to see the satirical side of fishing life and grab a laugh along the way as well. So here’s a regular column from Kevin Perkins to remind us that life is for laughing at, or taking the p*** out of, whenever we can. |
PERSONAL BESTS – ARE THEY AS GOOD AS YOU THINK? How big is yours? Do you then sometimes find yourself apologising for the size of yours, qualifying the tale with reference to terrible weather on the day, or that you had misplaced (forgotten!) a vital piece of tackle or bait (had to use the bread out of your sandwiches!). It will now appear that the capture was down to your great skill in overcoming this unseen adversity. Or do you inflate the real weight just a little (or a lot!) so you can keep up with the others? But the overriding question is ‘Does it really matter that much?’ The answer lies in the time honoured equation of ‘apple divided by pear equals banana’. This is because we don’t appear to take any account of where these PB’s are caught – so how on earth can you begin to compare them? A personal best is exactly that, your very own personal best. It is a record of the biggest fish you have caught, and is, therefore a record for you alone to beat; it does not signify in any way that you are a better or worse angler than the next man. Angling writers perpetuate the legend Of course, if a ‘name’ is successful at said venue, then favourable publicity for both will not be far behind! However, for the rest of us mere mortals, I’m sorry to say that your PB may not be such an impressive figure as you think. Please take time to consider the following: Your biggest carp is a 22-pounder – not bad except you have been camped out at Wraysbury so long that you have been issued with your own postcode! Your biggest barbel is an 8-pounder from a very exclusive (expensive!) stretch of the Ouse ‘above Bedford’ – pretty poor! Your best ever pike is an 18-pounder – fairly weak given that you have trolled up and down Loch Lomond so many times you now appear on Admiralty charts! How about Venue Records instead? The simple truth is that if you have managed to catch the largest known specimen from a particular venue, it really can’t get any better – can it? Wouldn’t we all like the opportunity to receive some form of recognition for that fact? Those of us lesser mortals could then show due deference to anyone wearing ‘The Badge’, as we could, at last, have a nationally recognised achievement. It would mean that John Cadd’s hat would then probably end up looking like the one Noddy Holder used to wear! Read ‘THE ALTERNATIVE ANGLER’ every Friday! |