peter crabtree
AKA Simon, 1953 - 2022 (RIP)
Walked my local club stretch of the Colne today.. Lovely colour if a little low...
looking forward to Tuesday...
looking forward to Tuesday...
How did you get on?
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binka
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Looks like we will be getting a good flush through around here at least over the weekend Simon and it should be bob on for Tuesday, I'm sacrificing a couple of days fishing prior to clear all the jobs at home and I can't wait now
itsfishingnotcatching
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I've done exactly the same to get a few hours Tuesday afternoon, would you believe that I won't be able to do all those jobs in the garden as rain is forecast now for Saturday and Sunday :wh
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Trite fishing for me and the Big Fellah yesterday at Farmoor. Didn't fish well early season but now the water's warmed up its improved considerably and I owe Sir William Barnard a public apology. Sorry Will.
Loads of fish around but they were double cute which I suppose is only to be expected given that it's catch and release.Grumpy worked out what and how but waited until he was 7-2 up before telling me. We had over 20 fish between us with Phil catching the lion's share. I rarely lose trout but for some reason I did yesterday. His stuck....mine fell off regularly but among my 8 fish were 2 over 6lb and 3 fish nearer 5lb than 4.....and all bars of silver and all fought like tarpon. Brilliant sport.
I also got smashed by an absolute porpoise of a thing is that I could do absolutely nothing with. Took all my line and 40 yds of backing and smashed me rotten. Had it stayed on I've no doubt that would have been the biggest trite I've had out of there and I've had them to over 10lb. When Farmoor is on I defy anybody to show me a better place or fish of better quality.
Mobbed out as usual. Me,Phil and 2 old boys who had a brace between them. We showed them how but some people seem incapable of taking honest advice freely given. They kept doing what they were doing despite the fact that it clearly wasn't working. I dunno.
Loads of fish around but they were double cute which I suppose is only to be expected given that it's catch and release.Grumpy worked out what and how but waited until he was 7-2 up before telling me. We had over 20 fish between us with Phil catching the lion's share. I rarely lose trout but for some reason I did yesterday. His stuck....mine fell off regularly but among my 8 fish were 2 over 6lb and 3 fish nearer 5lb than 4.....and all bars of silver and all fought like tarpon. Brilliant sport.
I also got smashed by an absolute porpoise of a thing is that I could do absolutely nothing with. Took all my line and 40 yds of backing and smashed me rotten. Had it stayed on I've no doubt that would have been the biggest trite I've had out of there and I've had them to over 10lb. When Farmoor is on I defy anybody to show me a better place or fish of better quality.
Mobbed out as usual. Me,Phil and 2 old boys who had a brace between them. We showed them how but some people seem incapable of taking honest advice freely given. They kept doing what they were doing despite the fact that it clearly wasn't working. I dunno.
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Went to bed last night with the intention of having a session today but awaking this morning and seeing it still tipping it down with no forecast for it to let up I decided to have a think about it over a coffee before doing the fatal thing and logging onto Ebay for a quick nosey mg:
First thing I came across was Climax having a near half price clear out on Hardy luggage and having wanted the larger carryall for some time with only one left I decided to pounce and instead found myself having a drive over to Chesterfield to pick it up and to be honest I’m glad I didn’t bother with the session after seeing the flooded roads around here after twenty four hours plus of constant, steady rain.
I’ve got a kilo of my favourite dendras ready to go but I just can’t get my head beyond Tuesday and the river at the moment, and it's still tipping it down!
Maybe tomorrow… ?
mg:First thing I came across was Climax having a near half price clear out on Hardy luggage and having wanted the larger carryall for some time with only one left I decided to pounce and instead found myself having a drive over to Chesterfield to pick it up and to be honest I’m glad I didn’t bother with the session after seeing the flooded roads around here after twenty four hours plus of constant, steady rain.
I’ve got a kilo of my favourite dendras ready to go but I just can’t get my head beyond Tuesday and the river at the moment, and it's still tipping it down!
Maybe tomorrow… ?
nicepix
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Had three days away at a small inland port about 30km from the west coast. Arrived around 1:30pm after a two and a half hour drive and after shopping for lunch I got the bike off the camper and had a good ride around to re-acquaint myself with the venue. The main purpose of the trip was mullet which frequent the canals and quays in the town itself. There is a lot of water available. Miles and miles of it and it took me the best part of two hours to assess the options. Never saw a mullet though. Maybe last week's heavy rains had pushed too much cold fresh water in? Not to worry, Plan B was always available.
Once the camper was safely parked I walked the forty metres to the first swim, a point where two channels diverge.
I started out with a medium quiver tip rod purely because it was already set up in the rod quiver. Bait had been prepared the night before and so I fished close to some lilies on the cusp of the divergence and almost immediately started catching what the locals call Carassin...
The bites were quite savage, bolt rig type of pull rounds even though I had a sliding ledger rig on. There were also some more tentative bites that resulted in poisson chat, a nuisance species of small catfish that have to be killed and not returned. The evening passed pleasantly in the sunshine until suddenly I couldn't get a bite. They had been taking small brown shrimps from the supermarket fish counter, but now they wouldn't take anything. It was easy enough to switch to the other channel without moving anything and soon I was into another seem of chubby little carplets.
That night rain hammered down all night and well into the morning. It was 11am before I ventured out under a brolly. Because of the rain and blustery wind coming straight down the main channel I set up in the smaller arm to the right that goes to a dead end fifty metres down. Whereas around twelve hours before I'd been sweating in shorts and T Shirt I was now shivering under three layers and behind a brolly. I fished the same tactics into the dead end, under a tree and started catching more poisson chats and a few more carassins. The swim looked like a classic tench venue but given how rare they seem to be I was surprised to be at the other end of a tinca.........
Try as I might I couldn't find another. The rain subsided and the wind became warmer so I dropped the brolly and set up a float rod to fish the clearing between a patch of lilies and an overhanging tree and resumed my carassin activities interspersed with a b***m that a passing old French guy identified as the much rarer and more desirable silver version. No scale count or checking the eye, Monsieur said "Argent" and that was that. Also an eel and a couple of roach gate crashed the carassin bash and then like yesterday, they stopped biting. The swim was bubbling like a hot tub and my float was being carried this way and that without a proper bite. Working on the principal that they were only feeding where my bait was I worked through the ingredients: hemp, wheat, maize, sweetcorn, groundbait paste, bread and the shrimps to no avail. Time for bed said Zebedee!
This morning I was up at the crack of eight and packed the van to move to the other end of town, closer to the sea and a better chance of the elusive mullet. Nothing seen in the town centre canals so off into the estuary part and set up in a previously reliable swim where I've caught them alongside a reed bed. Put the quiver feeder outfit out and then got the float rod ready. Had three wrap rounds before I got the float rod prepared and more carassins to the tally. This resumed with the float rod.
And by midday the distant thunder alerted me to the fact that I needed to be home by evening and preferably without getting drenched so I walked the ten minutes back to the van and had lunch before returning to chez-nous. Little Wife has indicated that I shall be allowed another venture in a few weeks when hopefully the mullet will have arrived, but not yet the tourists.
Once the camper was safely parked I walked the forty metres to the first swim, a point where two channels diverge.
I started out with a medium quiver tip rod purely because it was already set up in the rod quiver. Bait had been prepared the night before and so I fished close to some lilies on the cusp of the divergence and almost immediately started catching what the locals call Carassin...
The bites were quite savage, bolt rig type of pull rounds even though I had a sliding ledger rig on. There were also some more tentative bites that resulted in poisson chat, a nuisance species of small catfish that have to be killed and not returned. The evening passed pleasantly in the sunshine until suddenly I couldn't get a bite. They had been taking small brown shrimps from the supermarket fish counter, but now they wouldn't take anything. It was easy enough to switch to the other channel without moving anything and soon I was into another seem of chubby little carplets.
That night rain hammered down all night and well into the morning. It was 11am before I ventured out under a brolly. Because of the rain and blustery wind coming straight down the main channel I set up in the smaller arm to the right that goes to a dead end fifty metres down. Whereas around twelve hours before I'd been sweating in shorts and T Shirt I was now shivering under three layers and behind a brolly. I fished the same tactics into the dead end, under a tree and started catching more poisson chats and a few more carassins. The swim looked like a classic tench venue but given how rare they seem to be I was surprised to be at the other end of a tinca.........
Try as I might I couldn't find another. The rain subsided and the wind became warmer so I dropped the brolly and set up a float rod to fish the clearing between a patch of lilies and an overhanging tree and resumed my carassin activities interspersed with a b***m that a passing old French guy identified as the much rarer and more desirable silver version. No scale count or checking the eye, Monsieur said "Argent" and that was that. Also an eel and a couple of roach gate crashed the carassin bash and then like yesterday, they stopped biting. The swim was bubbling like a hot tub and my float was being carried this way and that without a proper bite. Working on the principal that they were only feeding where my bait was I worked through the ingredients: hemp, wheat, maize, sweetcorn, groundbait paste, bread and the shrimps to no avail. Time for bed said Zebedee!
This morning I was up at the crack of eight and packed the van to move to the other end of town, closer to the sea and a better chance of the elusive mullet. Nothing seen in the town centre canals so off into the estuary part and set up in a previously reliable swim where I've caught them alongside a reed bed. Put the quiver feeder outfit out and then got the float rod ready. Had three wrap rounds before I got the float rod prepared and more carassins to the tally. This resumed with the float rod.
And by midday the distant thunder alerted me to the fact that I needed to be home by evening and preferably without getting drenched so I walked the ten minutes back to the van and had lunch before returning to chez-nous. Little Wife has indicated that I shall be allowed another venture in a few weeks when hopefully the mullet will have arrived, but not yet the tourists.
Nicepix, those carassins are what I have enquired about a couple of times on this forum. It has been suggested they are gibels a relative of the crucian. (hence carassin?) They look like silver crucians and I have caught them in the Rhone as well as the west side.
Do you know anymore about them??
I read that gibels have been interbreeding crucians out of existance on the continent.
I can't recall who posted recently that they caught a "silver crucian" in a rather famous Surrey water recently.
Lets hope no one has been tipping unwanted aquarium fish away?
Do you know anymore about them??
I read that gibels have been interbreeding crucians out of existance on the continent.
I can't recall who posted recently that they caught a "silver crucian" in a rather famous Surrey water recently.
Lets hope no one has been tipping unwanted aquarium fish away?
nicepix
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John,
I too thought I'd landed a silver crucian last year when I was there. But Greenie did a scale count and reckoned that it was not a true crucian and possibly a brown goldfish (Carassius carassius), which is also known by other names including gibele according to Wiki.
There are certainly a lot of them in that area. I reckon I had over a hundred in the three sessions. Plucky little fighter too.
I too thought I'd landed a silver crucian last year when I was there. But Greenie did a scale count and reckoned that it was not a true crucian and possibly a brown goldfish (Carassius carassius), which is also known by other names including gibele according to Wiki.
There are certainly a lot of them in that area. I reckon I had over a hundred in the three sessions. Plucky little fighter too.
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That was me, John. Didn't look like these though....I'm convinced it was just a freak,very pale crucian. I hope so anyway !
peter crabtree
AKA Simon, 1953 - 2022 (RIP)
Club trophy match today at Lakeside fishery in Bucks. Drew a parrot cage peg...
Started catching some quality roach @13m on single maggot over groundbait.
Then some skimmers but nothing big and fairly long waits between bites.
After 4hours we stopped and weighed in then had 45minutes for lunch. A bacon sarny and a dog roll for £2 in the clubhouse.
With just 3lb 4oz in the first half I needed to catch a lump. Casting an inline cage feeder with banded pellet as close to the island as I could get but alas just more small skimmers. In the last hour I fished a topkit out in the margin to my left.
One bite and a carp on... which bottomed out my 16 elastic and smashed me up...that was it, tipped back my 3skimmers and packed up...
Winner had 2carp for 24lb.....
15 fished...
Started catching some quality roach @13m on single maggot over groundbait.
Then some skimmers but nothing big and fairly long waits between bites.
After 4hours we stopped and weighed in then had 45minutes for lunch. A bacon sarny and a dog roll for £2 in the clubhouse.
With just 3lb 4oz in the first half I needed to catch a lump. Casting an inline cage feeder with banded pellet as close to the island as I could get but alas just more small skimmers. In the last hour I fished a topkit out in the margin to my left.
One bite and a carp on... which bottomed out my 16 elastic and smashed me up...that was it, tipped back my 3skimmers and packed up...
Winner had 2carp for 24lb.....
15 fished...
stu_the_blank
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Do you know what they are? A few years ago I was fishing a trib of the Creuse and inbetween the odd small barbel and a few Rudd, I was catching these regularly on light ledgered corn. I thought a Crucian at first but not quite the same. Also, on the Creuse itself we were plagued on our carp rods by 'Bream' which loved the 20mm double boilies, the only difference to Blighty was that the 'Bream' were green! Stange place La France!
Stu
nicepix
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I am not sure what exactly they are, whether they are crucians, hybrids or a totally different species. They share enough crucian qualities for them to be fun to catch.
<Edit> According to the French Angling Regulatory Body the Latin name for Carassin is 'Carassius Carassius' the same as the Crucian Carp.
<Edit> According to the French Angling Regulatory Body the Latin name for Carassin is 'Carassius Carassius' the same as the Crucian Carp.
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peter crabtree
AKA Simon, 1953 - 2022 (RIP)
Fished my local river Colne today. 15ft rod and pin with bolo type float and red maggot....
Nothing huge but plenty of these.....
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I also caught some dace, roach, chublets, gudgeon and a jack pike...
Very pleasant day with little wind and warm sunshine. Met up with Neil1970 too..
Nothing huge but plenty of these.....
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I also caught some dace, roach, chublets, gudgeon and a jack pike...
Very pleasant day with little wind and warm sunshine. Met up with Neil1970 too..
neil1970
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Nice day today - was down the river by about 8.15am with the lure rod. Opening day blank was out of the way in about 10 minutes with a tiny jack.
A bit further on, and after a lost chub another better jack came.
On the walk back I had a nice perch.
All on Kopyoto 4" lures.
Back home by 11am and back out by about 12, with the maggot feeder in the weir.
Result one perch, one crayfish and too many sucked maggots.
Walked up to see Simon for a good chat and a bit of lunch. No results on the feeder there for me.
Then hurried home to pick my daughter up and managed a couple of chublets on the way
Great weather, very enjoyable few hours fishing:w
A bit further on, and after a lost chub another better jack came.
On the walk back I had a nice perch.
All on Kopyoto 4" lures.
Back home by 11am and back out by about 12, with the maggot feeder in the weir.
Result one perch, one crayfish and too many sucked maggots.
Walked up to see Simon for a good chat and a bit of lunch. No results on the feeder there for me.
Then hurried home to pick my daughter up and managed a couple of chublets on the way
Great weather, very enjoyable few hours fishing
:whammer_jamie
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Well I didn't blank..... A friend said its trout is he correct?
itsfishingnotcatching
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4 hours on the BAA stretch of the Stour (finished my last job 10 mins up the road) path and pegs totally overgrown, only took rod, net, some bits of tackle and bait, completely forgot my machete. Sunny and very warm, managed to find a fishable peg, just, trotted maggot, castor and bread, jack sh1t for 3 hours then finally a bite, Roach that must have weighed at least an ounce, might even have gone one and a half! Forty five minutes later, struck at half a bite (getting desperate) and connected with a better fish, wait for it...................a Bream, around a pound, beautiful golden colour and it actually put up a fight, real bonus it never even left any slime on the net Had a couple of wobbles on the float and a slightly sucked maggot but that was it I'll try again Sunday.
Fruitowl, if you're looking in, I'm going to try to get a look at the Anker on Thursday, if I'd checked the Stour out before today, I'd have fished the Severn or Salwarpe
Had a couple of wobbles on the float and a slightly sucked maggot but that was it I'll try again Sunday. Fruitowl, if you're looking in, I'm going to try to get a look at the Anker on Thursday, if I'd checked the Stour out before today, I'd have fished the Severn or Salwarpe
peter crabtree
AKA Simon, 1953 - 2022 (RIP)
Definitely not a trout..
Im in no way sure what it is??
Im in no way sure what it is??
hammer_jamie
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I did say that, I thought it was just a poxy minnow lol
sam vimes
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Well I didn't blank..... A friend said its trout is he correct?
It's a minnow.