It’s usually hard to wax lyrical about a dozen and a half small roach but I’m going to anyway, as this was one of my rare pilgrimages to my local town centre mill pool which forms part of the course of the River Maun and which witnessed a large part of my misspent youth.
Despite being heavily silted up and barely two feet deep it actually fishes ok in low temperatures once the fish have acclimatised after a few days so it goes without saying that I rocked up on the first hard frost following a very mild spell!
I was greeted with a fair old whiting over…
It went without saying that it was going to be a case of going fine and a 2BB waggler was rigged up to a size 22 spade end to 0.07 bottom and I could have gone home there and then with a sense of achievement in that I actually managed to tie the damned thing.
Single red maggot, from leftovers of the Christmas Day session, was to be the bait with very light feed over the top on a regular basis.
As expected it was a slow start but on a water where a gudgeon was once the headline news I wasn’t panicking and it was well over the hour mark before the tip of the float, which was barely a pimple on the surface, seemed to flicker and I struck into a nice small roach…
Result… I would be going home happy no matter what!
And a good job too as things were slow but after a bit of chopping, changing and increasing the frequency of the feed I began to get into a few bites.
A venue regular turned up early afternoon and occupied the next but one swim and I’ve talked to this guy on a few occasions whilst out walking the dog... I have no idea of his name but I’ve watched him knock fish out of there as if it were going out of fashion and some quality ones at that and we enjoyed a good and welcome craic.
As much as I would have liked to see my fellow angler bag a fish it wasn’t to be and he drew a blank which made my little lot feel a bit more special than they already where.
Having been there since dawn I was beginning to feel the cold come dusk but a lot of fond memories were rekindled in those all too brief, few hours in between and it eventually got too dark to continue so it was time to call it a day.
And what a send off it proved to be…
Quite simply…
Fishing Magic!
:w