Ok since my last post my cabin fever has gone into over drive. Snappy moody, hot sweats, cold sweats and not a blotchy fish shaped rash. Ok so maybe no rash but man am I keen to get out. The current weather forecast looks pretty grim for the foreseeable future but with a small window of opportunity showing for Monday Ben and I were off no questions asked to catch our last fish of the year.
As anglers we all strive to catch fish and most of us big fish. It's only natural, even for the least competitive fisherman to want to beat their personal bests. We spend our time saving our pennies and researching kit to enable us to buy the best we can afford in the hope it will aid us into achieving these goals. On occasion whether planned or straight luck we have a day that we will remember for a very long time. A true red letter day.
With my dad officially turning old last Monday and hitting sixty, I took it upon myself to make sure he had a good session. Our last session wasn't the greatest with only myself bagging a lonely pike. It looked like Monday would be the best in the weather for the next week or two but the water both on the coast and inland didn't look great so off we went in search on some clearer water.
With near storm conditions and not a clean bit of water in sight, Autumn is well and truely here along with the pike and perch season. With some new waters on the table and completely blown out seas, I may well be spending most of my time inland hunting down the toothy and stripy critters that inhabit our fresh water. Time to sort my kit ready for the next few months.
With a quick rummage through my highly organised tackle store it was apparent that I was lacking in a few pike/perch lures. Not only that I was in the market for a new reel to match up with my medium weight rod. Quick trip down to Lure Heaven to stock up.
With me spending more time on the rivers, unsuccessfully hunting down salmon. I decided that if I was lucky enough to hook one of these glorious fish, I wanted a rod that would handle the close quarter battle and not let me down. This got me looking into all sorts of rods and after a quick chat with John at Lure Heaven UK I had a rod winging it's way to me ready to do battle.
A quick report but with a risk of repeating what Matt said here. Saturday was an out and out laugh with some fishing thrown in.
Saturday morning saw Matt Newcombe, Luke Fox and myself taking a short and eventful drive to new venue we hadn’t fished before. The target was perch and pike and anticipation was high. As always I think we all had high hopes of fish within the first few casts but it wasn’t to be. In fact it proved to be hard work.
My day started at 4:30am but how could I do anything but wake up with a smile on my face, I’m off fishing. Before I could get too excited I still had to pick Ben up and then drive 3 hours to the mark.
The mark is a short stretch of river in Chippenham shown to us by Matt Jones. I was eager to fish this river after reading Matt’s blog here.
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