Tee-Cee
Senior Member
The temperature this morning during the 20 mile trip to my still water for todays session ranged from -1 to +3 but at least it didn't have the bitter wind of yesterday. In fact, when I arrived it was beautitul still morning with clear pale blue skies and as I skirted the water I could see small roach dimpling the glass like surface.
Dimpling or not, the first 45mins went by without so much as a knock and I was beginning to wonder if I'd imagined the now absent dimpling.
It is very strange how fish seem to be very fickle around how they want the humble maggot(s) presented from session to session. Take today, for instance; I tried the usual single red and white (handlebar) on a 20 first thing both of which work well on most days. Today, nothing. I then tried double red conventionally hooked (not popular, normally) on the same hook, connected to a fish, which I then lost.
I then went in completely the opposite direction by changing to a 16 with three (yes, three!) red maggots and started to catch fish almost straight away. Nothing of any size but I was happy just to be catching something! Bites then slowed to zero, so I went from 2' deep to 4' deep and again picked up two fish, one of which was around 12ozs. Over the next hour or so it was firing 2/3 maggots out very cast in different parts of the swim and fishing over them, which gave me the odd fish, but never two from the same spot in succesive casts.
For the last hour or so I went back to a 20 with conventional reds and again took the odd fish...
In the 4 hour very cold session I had something like 20/25 roach half of which were netters up to the 12ozs and I was very pleased with the catch considering the amount of rain and cold wind these past days.
Toward the end, when the very weak sun finally went behind some trees ( amazing how even a little sun can help raise the temps and make things bearable) and my hand frozen despite the 'Hot Rock' handwarmers, I decided I'd done well enough and toddled off home. (Btw, The gloves with said handwarmers caused the loss of two fish - my own silly fault for being a wimp!).
I didn't see a soul, apart from one stupid mountain biker who came close to running into me. Grrrrrrr. Oh, sorry, he said.......................
Out again mid week, if the weather holds AND if my new extra warm thermals have arrived!!
Dimpling or not, the first 45mins went by without so much as a knock and I was beginning to wonder if I'd imagined the now absent dimpling.
It is very strange how fish seem to be very fickle around how they want the humble maggot(s) presented from session to session. Take today, for instance; I tried the usual single red and white (handlebar) on a 20 first thing both of which work well on most days. Today, nothing. I then tried double red conventionally hooked (not popular, normally) on the same hook, connected to a fish, which I then lost.
I then went in completely the opposite direction by changing to a 16 with three (yes, three!) red maggots and started to catch fish almost straight away. Nothing of any size but I was happy just to be catching something! Bites then slowed to zero, so I went from 2' deep to 4' deep and again picked up two fish, one of which was around 12ozs. Over the next hour or so it was firing 2/3 maggots out very cast in different parts of the swim and fishing over them, which gave me the odd fish, but never two from the same spot in succesive casts.
For the last hour or so I went back to a 20 with conventional reds and again took the odd fish...
In the 4 hour very cold session I had something like 20/25 roach half of which were netters up to the 12ozs and I was very pleased with the catch considering the amount of rain and cold wind these past days.
Toward the end, when the very weak sun finally went behind some trees ( amazing how even a little sun can help raise the temps and make things bearable) and my hand frozen despite the 'Hot Rock' handwarmers, I decided I'd done well enough and toddled off home. (Btw, The gloves with said handwarmers caused the loss of two fish - my own silly fault for being a wimp!).
I didn't see a soul, apart from one stupid mountain biker who came close to running into me. Grrrrrrr. Oh, sorry, he said.......................
Out again mid week, if the weather holds AND if my new extra warm thermals have arrived!!
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