flightliner
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Lovely example of a well fed perch.
I didnt fish but at three pm ran down to a local reservoir as match fishing has re started after a few years of repairs then lack of interest.
I wanted to know how the guys had got on as it may 7nterest me during the close river season.
The first few guys had caught but mainly small roach and a few perch, the guys in the middle had done very well with a fifteen plus winning wieght followed by a thirteen plus second place-- seven pl,us lbs (I think) came third. The othe end of the line seemed to peter out much like the guys at the other end. Impressions--- I think its worth a go, five minutes from home, nice surroundings, little cost save a pint or so of maggots and a little crumb.
Only thing needed was perhaps a little colour run in from the nearby slopes after a little rain and its a go.
I went to my club lake for a few short hours today, a nice break from a badly weeded garden,the lake is very close to a tiny nottinghamshire river and has a barbel swim with overhanging willows that caught any weed and other bits of detritus coming downstream which created the perfect raft swim where barbel always frequented, a cert swim that gave me a bonus fish at times on my way home from the Trent.
A little angling treasure that was angling text book at its best, sadly, no more.
While fishing the lake the chainsaw crew arrived and cut the whole lot down and dragged them into the adjoining field where they were shredded and taken away, I was lost for words, god knows where the Barbel went but they wont be hanging about in the immediate area thats for sure.
A hole with a "Mr otter lives here" outside would have a preservation order on those trees for eternity and sod the nearby houses if any flooding occurs.
I ended the day with nine small carp.
A less uplifting report than usual. Always sad to see that happen. Worse than returning in june to be staggered that the EA have turned your favourite chub bend into a canal. Bitter personal experience of that.I went to my club lake for a few short hours today, a nice break from a badly weeded garden,the lake is very close to a tiny nottinghamshire river and has a barbel swim with overhanging willows that caught any weed and other bits of detritus coming downstream which created the perfect raft swim where barbel always frequented, a cert swim that gave me a bonus fish at times on my way home from the Trent.
A little angling treasure that was angling text book at its best, sadly, no more.
While fishing the lake the chainsaw crew arrived and cut the whole lot down and dragged them into the adjoining field where they were shredded and taken away, I was lost for words, god knows where the Barbel went but they wont be hanging about in the immediate area thats for sure.
A hole with a "Mr otter lives here" sign outside would have a preservation order on those trees for eternity and sod the nearby houses if any flooding occurs.
I ended the day with nine small carp.