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We don't do Christmas presents in our family, haven't done for decades, just some dosh for Grandchildren. But having been such a good boy over the past few weeks tackling all the chores er indoors would normally do but can't with a fractured wrist I felt it only right and proper to treat myself, a nice treat too, an Esox Piker Lure rod and a Shimano Stradic to pair up with it.
Today was a good day to get out and give the new toys an outing, the Stour at Grove Ferry was the venue.
Temperature up to an almost balmy nine degrees without a puff of wind but the sky was leaden and the landscape had that monochrome look about, the only splash of colour coming from my pike float and a quick glimpse of a Kingfisher as it flashed by skimming the surface,first I've seen on this stretch. I had the river to myself and the sound of distant crows added to an eerie atmosphere but a nice kind of eerie.
Stuck out a deadbait on a float rod and set the bite alarm whilst I turned my attention to the lure rod. Just the second cast and I had a take, nothing big but that hit was quite exciting and the new rod displayed a handsome bend in it. Always nice to christen a new rod first time out.
As is so often the case, expectations were high after a good start, but another four hours so no further action as I roved between the boats switching between the lure rod and a bit of drop shotting. The deadbait rig did have some twitches and on inspection some mouth sized chunks were being taken from the sardine, I'm guessing eels.
Came away not realising that there had been a constant fine drizzle that had soaked me and all the kit but I was a happy bunny having caught my fourth pike and my first on a lure.
My new lure still intact, a Slug Go.
Today was a good day to get out and give the new toys an outing, the Stour at Grove Ferry was the venue.
Temperature up to an almost balmy nine degrees without a puff of wind but the sky was leaden and the landscape had that monochrome look about, the only splash of colour coming from my pike float and a quick glimpse of a Kingfisher as it flashed by skimming the surface,first I've seen on this stretch. I had the river to myself and the sound of distant crows added to an eerie atmosphere but a nice kind of eerie.

Stuck out a deadbait on a float rod and set the bite alarm whilst I turned my attention to the lure rod. Just the second cast and I had a take, nothing big but that hit was quite exciting and the new rod displayed a handsome bend in it. Always nice to christen a new rod first time out.

As is so often the case, expectations were high after a good start, but another four hours so no further action as I roved between the boats switching between the lure rod and a bit of drop shotting. The deadbait rig did have some twitches and on inspection some mouth sized chunks were being taken from the sardine, I'm guessing eels.
Came away not realising that there had been a constant fine drizzle that had soaked me and all the kit but I was a happy bunny having caught my fourth pike and my first on a lure.
My new lure still intact, a Slug Go.

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