The bloke who runs the woodland ponds on the estate - it's Byron's ancestral home - told us he'd added another pool to the ticket. I thought I'd drive out and find it just to have a look, but why not throw a bit of gear in the car? I was delighted with the place. Secluded and pretty, there's a fair size "open" section, with a little maze of backwaters around islands linked by footbridges.
I'd only taken a float rod and pin and some bread and maggots. I'd no idea what was in there. There were quite a few decent size fish cruising sub-surface and they soon homed in on some maggots. They weren't daft, though, and in two hours chasing them I got 4 bites and caught 3. In the meantime they took every maggot except the one on the hook. They spooked from the reel line, they spooked from the float, they spooked from the hook. They had the water rocking as they dived on the feed - but avoided the hookbait. I had to go down to a 20 on .10 to get a bite, but when I did catch one it was the prettiest ide I'd seen for a while
I don't think they'll give me such a runaround when I have the pole with me. Sod's law dictates that you'll hook something big just when you've scaled your tackle down, and the next fish hooked moved so quickly it seemed to be in two places at once. I wondered what it could be until the biggest trout I've ever seen cleared the water. I was disappointed but not surprised when the hook pulled. Shortly after I hooked a smaller relative and this one stayed on the hook
A bloke turned up and set up to fish for carp, and mentioned there are some tench. And bream. And barbel. It's nice to have a new place to get to know.
I'd only taken a float rod and pin and some bread and maggots. I'd no idea what was in there. There were quite a few decent size fish cruising sub-surface and they soon homed in on some maggots. They weren't daft, though, and in two hours chasing them I got 4 bites and caught 3. In the meantime they took every maggot except the one on the hook. They spooked from the reel line, they spooked from the float, they spooked from the hook. They had the water rocking as they dived on the feed - but avoided the hookbait. I had to go down to a 20 on .10 to get a bite, but when I did catch one it was the prettiest ide I'd seen for a while
I don't think they'll give me such a runaround when I have the pole with me. Sod's law dictates that you'll hook something big just when you've scaled your tackle down, and the next fish hooked moved so quickly it seemed to be in two places at once. I wondered what it could be until the biggest trout I've ever seen cleared the water. I was disappointed but not surprised when the hook pulled. Shortly after I hooked a smaller relative and this one stayed on the hook
A bloke turned up and set up to fish for carp, and mentioned there are some tench. And bream. And barbel. It's nice to have a new place to get to know.