I'd only been fishing for barbel until lately, and it didn't seem worthwhile to keep posting the same report, plus or minus a barbel or two. But just before the latest floods, I had a day with Steve (Binka) on a little river over his way. We got saturated in no fewer than three separate downpours, but the fishing was a treat with umpteen different species caught on canal-style gear. Steve had four tench and four carp, and I sat on a little weir, trotted a little waggler, and caught chub, dace, perch... and tench! If you look to the left of the chub's nose, you can make out Steve among the foliage.
Today, with the main river just starting to come down from 6' on, I thought I'd try the marina if I could find a bit of dry land to fish from. I ended up in armchair comfort, with water conveniently lapping the edge of the access road.
With 12' of water under the rod tip - it was a long rod - I opted for a centrepin and a 2AAA waggler sliding a foot between stops with an olivette at half depth and light shotting below. A few balls of groundbait and loosefed hemp got plenty of bites from roach on tares
Seed baits are best for the roach here, but I'm always sorry that you miss out on the perch, so I fed another line with casters and had a try for a perch now and again
The conditions - weather and water - were just right, and the fish were keen to feed. That includes the pike, and there are plenty in here. The first two to snatch a roach spat it out after I'd played them for a bit. The third got itself hooked in the scissors, and after a long fight that covered pretty well every inch of the water in front of me, I was looking at a beautiful beast of a pike that I'd guess weighed over twenty pounds, parked on the surface in front of me. My landing net was about a quarter of its length, so I detached the keepnet and tried to steer it in. I had its nose in when it decided to react explosively, and that was that. It seemed a shame that, having got the thing in, I couldn't get it out, but I'd had a decent morning's fishing