Yet more rain kept the river up - and in the fields here and there - so it was back to where I fished on Friday. It rained all night and cleared up in the morning, which suited me fine. With a mild, dry, windless day I didn't even have to switch on my heated waistcoat. (If you haven't got one, I'd recommend one.)
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I'd had a torrid time reading bites on Friday; my glasses have an out of date prescription, and all the little sliders I made for this deep venue have black tips, which usually show well against the open water, but were painfully hard to see. So I knocked up a couple of floats to the same spec with hollow plastic tips hoping they'd be more visible when dotted
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By some fluke, they shotted up perfectly - a 2g olivette plus 5 no 8 - and were much easier to see. I admire people who make floats with a finish like hand-painted bone china. Mine won't win any beauty contests, but they do what I want, ie go under. Fewer perch today, and none of the pound plus fish I really like to catch, but an entertaining afternoon. I remembered the tares today, and they accounted for most of these
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