Back to the estate lake this afternoon. It was fine and dry, but everything was hard work in the kind of gusting north wind that blows your hat off and takes your rod of the rest
I don't think the fish appreciated it either. Few bites, no carp and a dead feel to the lake. The best fish was the first bite, this sizeable barbel
But the next three hours produced only three bites, all bream
I was trolleying the gear back to the car with my ears ringing from the wind when a movement in the grass caught my eye. When I stopped, a little bird was scolding me from the tree above. I hope this little dude gets airborne before some predator comes along.
I don't think the fish appreciated it either. Few bites, no carp and a dead feel to the lake. The best fish was the first bite, this sizeable barbel
But the next three hours produced only three bites, all bream
I was trolleying the gear back to the car with my ears ringing from the wind when a movement in the grass caught my eye. When I stopped, a little bird was scolding me from the tree above. I hope this little dude gets airborne before some predator comes along.