Arrived late after having to visit a tackle shop for maggots and a replacement rod rest,one car there,I walked up and when I reached the swim a guy was standing there with his gear still not set up,having a chat with him he said he was of a good mind to go as the river was so weedy,I slowly meandered upstream looking back to see him go,I went back and fed a fair few handfuls of hemp and regular doses of maggot,after an hour I stopped feeding and crept to a vantage point and watched,nothing.......after half an hour a few small chub came out,after an hour I saw a barbel right under the far bank,not to be seen again for another hour,I went upstream and fed another swim with hemp and lowered a feeder full of maggot,a gudgeon bite a cast followed which resulted in me packing and walking back to the original swim,I fed ten 10mms boilies into the swim and watched to see the results,well,after three quarters of an hour four chub and a barbel were spookily venturing onto the gravel,,a little longer two barbel were at the tail end of the gravel so I got my rod out of the holdall and placed it three quarters of the way down the run and waited,then all hell broke loose a canoe hurtled through spooking all the fish,I say there hoping they'd return when he came back,ffs,off home I went after another hour and a half with no fish caring to come out.