I’ve had the privilege of several acres of scenic surroundings pretty much to myself today, I think this was courtesy of the local weather forecast and I just about managed to get a dry set up before the rain started.
But hey what a view to start the day eh…
A chilly start at only five degrees first thing and due to this I didn’t mix the groundbait as I usually do the evening before, I instead opted to add it dry to the chopped worm I was using simply to bind it enough to be able to hand ball it in over a 3bb waggler that was sat in around seven feet of water a couple of rod lengths out at the foot of a gentle slope with either worm or red maggots, or a combination of both, on the hook.
Shortly after putting in I was into a small perch and then another before a true Prince of Darkness put in an appearance…
And for the next hour it was fairly constant action from predominantly perch with a few swinger roach before the swim just died in an instant.
Pike?
I think it was as these tend to have a habit of gate crashing the party on here and countless other waters once you’ve built up a good head of fish and this was confirmed when I managed to nab one of the little blighters after it snaffled me worm…
Almost as big as Neil's, well done mate
After returning him I’m not sure whether he was mesmerised by the swinger roach flashing over him as they were swung to hand or was just having an almighty sulk as he lay there for a good while on the bottom below me, I suspect it was the latter but either way he’d disappeared back into the depths a while later when I checked back…
Throughout all of this there had been steady rain with numerous heavy downpours and then, around mid-afternoon, the heavens just opened for a good twenty minutes…
Talk about!
Never mind, on we went and back came the bites once things had settled down again but the downpour had also brought about greenie’s problem as an avalanche of leaves had been knocked off the trees and were littering the water close in and the only way of ensuring a clean hookbait was to severely over-cast into the clearer water and sink the float all the way back but it did the trick and more netter perch followed…
As the daylight started to fade I eventually started to pack away as yet another torrential downpour swept through and soaked both me and my gear as the brolly had been packed away but nevertheless it had been a good day’s fishing with around fifty perch, many of which were netters and a good three dozen mixed fish on top which comprised skinmmers, roach, the odd gudgeon and the pike.
Apart from a pair of kingfishers that kept themselves busy throughout the day I wasn’t entirely alone…
That’s me done now until Friday when I hope to get a session in on the river for pike and zander and I'm hopeful it will be more productive for the extra water than last weekend, for now it’s the promised land of a warm, dry armchair and a pint… :guinness:
Ps... Jon, a great write up and thanks for sharing
PPs... Sam, nice perch