Tee-Cee
Senior Member
Having decide to fish with a Mk 1V Tench Float Rod it took the best part of a couple of hours to get used to the weight of the thing ! I've been fishing with 12 / 14' Ulralights for some time now so it came as something of a shock when the first half dozen casts went awry, so I had the spend 10mins casting around to familiarise myself with it's action. Even then I must've struggled for an hour or so before I felt comfortable; and holding it for long periods was out of the question !
Anyway, I eventually settled down ( still fishing the ' hole ' mention in my last offering ) and another hour passed watching a motionless float, although it did give me the opportunity of really enjoying the early morning cuppa. All this time I'd dribbled in a steady flow of light brown crumb which broke up as it sank to join the flake sitting 7' below.
The first bite, when it came was a beauty and saw the porcupine twitch before travelling across the surface and finally submerging. My strike wasn't too bad and the rod ( I kid you not ! ) bent all the way down the middle joint as it held what felt like a very good crucian. Eventually the fish came up in the water and as it did so I saw the lovely gold colour of a pretty good fish...maybe 2,5lbs I thought.
Once on the surface I knew it was done so I reached for the net and pushed it out in front of me toward the waiting fish.........................................
Sounds good eh ?
Well, with the fish within touching distance, the hook decide to give up the ghost and under the strain of the bent rod ended up wrapped around the top joint ! Meantime the fish, still on the surface, gathered it's wits and despite me making some vain attempt to net it, it finally sank from view. the hook was fine and dead sharp....Mmmmmmm
Some 30 mins later I had a repeat performance, only this time a 1,5lb fish did make the net. Gazing down at this measure of success, I like to think the lost fish in excess of
2,5lbs, but that is pure conjecture on my part.
Yes a lost fish, but I didn't feel too bad as the revised tackle set-up seemed to be spot on, apart from the rod that is, which is okay, but not great, in that it's 13' long and 12' would be perfect. It will handle anything I'm likely to hook but it's still a tad heavy as well................
Could mean more expense................
Anyway, disaster, as with success, can be measured in degrees, so I take comfort in my one fish and look forward to tomorrow when I shall do battle once more. In the meantime I am spending today keeping up to date with chores, tackle repairs and the preparation of some fine white bread crumb to accompany the inevitable flaks and crust....
I may even start at 4.30am and to hell with the lack of sleep !!
Anyway, I eventually settled down ( still fishing the ' hole ' mention in my last offering ) and another hour passed watching a motionless float, although it did give me the opportunity of really enjoying the early morning cuppa. All this time I'd dribbled in a steady flow of light brown crumb which broke up as it sank to join the flake sitting 7' below.
The first bite, when it came was a beauty and saw the porcupine twitch before travelling across the surface and finally submerging. My strike wasn't too bad and the rod ( I kid you not ! ) bent all the way down the middle joint as it held what felt like a very good crucian. Eventually the fish came up in the water and as it did so I saw the lovely gold colour of a pretty good fish...maybe 2,5lbs I thought.
Once on the surface I knew it was done so I reached for the net and pushed it out in front of me toward the waiting fish.........................................
Sounds good eh ?
Well, with the fish within touching distance, the hook decide to give up the ghost and under the strain of the bent rod ended up wrapped around the top joint ! Meantime the fish, still on the surface, gathered it's wits and despite me making some vain attempt to net it, it finally sank from view. the hook was fine and dead sharp....Mmmmmmm
Some 30 mins later I had a repeat performance, only this time a 1,5lb fish did make the net. Gazing down at this measure of success, I like to think the lost fish in excess of
2,5lbs, but that is pure conjecture on my part.
Yes a lost fish, but I didn't feel too bad as the revised tackle set-up seemed to be spot on, apart from the rod that is, which is okay, but not great, in that it's 13' long and 12' would be perfect. It will handle anything I'm likely to hook but it's still a tad heavy as well................
Could mean more expense................
Anyway, disaster, as with success, can be measured in degrees, so I take comfort in my one fish and look forward to tomorrow when I shall do battle once more. In the meantime I am spending today keeping up to date with chores, tackle repairs and the preparation of some fine white bread crumb to accompany the inevitable flaks and crust....
I may even start at 4.30am and to hell with the lack of sleep !!
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