Barlow Fisheries
Me and the lad chanced our arm getting a peg at Barlow, third time lucky and we got in okay. Not too many oldies there, must be pensions day.
So we kit up and straight away I'm having problems with line flow through the rod.
I have a look and I'd managed to get the line twisted round the upper section whilst moving in between rings!
So I strip down, re-run line, set up again and once more the line just isn't flowing smoothly. Close examination - I've missed a ring!
Now totally cheesed off I cut the line, rethread and then cannot join the line back together due to a neurological condition flaring up in my hands
Son comes to the rescue, rejoins but now the tails are getting caught on the rod rings so I decide enough is enough and strip it down
Time for a tea I think, but the lad has forgotten the milk!
So it's off to the fishery cafe for two teas, I get 10 yards and drop both - said neurological condition strikes again
Now at this point I would have gone home but the lad had been catching since his first cast, nice roach up to about 12 oz, so I wasn't going to spoil his party.
Still fuming I rig up the feeder rod, lightweight cage feeder with bait popped up about 6" with a bit of rig foam.
Straight away i'm into a nice roach and the day continues afoot. After awhile the roach get wise to the luncheon meat so I switch to corn for a while and still pull a few in.
The boy was fishing bread but I couldn't stop my hands shaking enough to get the hook into the punch and the bread on the hook
Now there are some behemoths in this pond, grass carp up to about 8-10lb and they are just cruising the surface, no intention of feeding whatsoever.
The resident tench and chub, small barbel etc have no intention of playing ball today either.
The roach are being co-operative though, less is more on the hookbait and we both finished the day with about a dozen or more each, and I have to say they were in wonderful condition and real scrappers.
I spent a bit of time supervising two young lads who had come with their mothers who had no idea about fishing, and the two lads being about 8 years old didn't have a clue either.
Managed to stop them doing damage to a roach of about 1lb by unhooking it for them, sorted out numerous tangles, and seeing as neither liked touching maggots (!) I furnished them both with a fake maggot apiece for their size 20 hooks.
My kindness was repaid by the bailiff refunding my day ticket! Gravy!
It's a good venue with plenty there to catch when they are in the mood, some real submarines all the way down to small roach. Decent cafe and serviceable toilets.
What's not to like?