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It seems like a lifetime ago now, one day I had taken a girlfriend of mine fishing with me. We had gone to a local clay pit which was very deep. The banks went down on a steep slope and continued on that sloping angle as far into the water as was visible. Anyhow, the fishing was great and I was catching lots of perch and roach some of which were of a good size. Eventually the fishing went quiet for a spell and as we sat there with other things on our minds other than fishing a tiny perch shot out of the pit, flew through the air with great accuracy and landed directly into one of my footprints that had filled with water in the clay. We both looked at oneanother quizzingly and then glanced back into the pit, where out of the shadows and tightly hugging the steep sloping bank came a group of large perch, dorsal fins erect and obviously hunting smaller fish. After a few moments the shoal of large perch passed by and slunk off back into the spooky depths. I have no idea how the tiny perch in the footprint pool knew they'd gone, but as soon as they had it ejected itself out of the water filled footprint and back into the pit and bolted off!
To this day I have a mental video of the incident ambedded in my mind and I think it will be with me till I pop my cloggs.
To this day I have a mental video of the incident ambedded in my mind and I think it will be with me till I pop my cloggs.