Better off dead…

…baiting that is. Dead baiting. Not really dead because how would I enjoy things like punctures and work again? 😀

Today started off by my wife announcing that she and the children were off to a distant relative’s house for lunch. This particular relative isn’t only distant genetically, but she’s also physically located a good distance away. This, of course, meant that I’d have a few hours to myself and what better way to spend it than fishing?

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I picked up half a pint of maggots on my way to the lake and in the short time it took me to get there it rained, then the sun came out, then it rained again and then the sun came back out.

As soon as I’d set up the one rod it started raining again. “Ok, it’s was going to be one of those days”… I mused. I couldn’t have been more wrong.

I had every intention of having a day on the roach and rudd and seeing if I could beat my PB. I’d snaffled some micro brandlings from the compost heap and had quite a bit of crushed red robin as well as a bag of halibut groundbait. Everything was set and, indeed that’s how it went between 11:00pm and 1:00pm. Around 40 small roach, rudd, perch and the odd small carp landed. It was fun and relaxing and that’s what I wanted – relaxation.

Then I noticed that one of the small perch was a little worse for wear and swimming on its back in circles around 3ft out. I definitely didn’t deep hook one so it may not have even been mine, but there it was nonetheless. At that moment I landed a small carp and whilst I was unhooking it a huge swirl appeared around the perch and it was summarily slammed by a pike of around 5lb.

Guess what happened next?

Yes, I got the pike rod out. I’m predictable if nothing else.

Having procured some bait I set about pulling in the float road and setting out a small bob, replete with roach at the edge of the pads.

First cast the float shot under and I pulled out a 3lb 2oz perch. What a gorgeous bruiser he turned out to be.

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Second cast granted me this gnarly 2lb or thereabouts, wally eyed one…

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… then I missed another one and it subsequently went dead for an hour.

I had a call from work around 3:00pm and whilst I was bowing and scraping on the phone, lo and behold the float shot under again, this time rewarding me with a rather large eel of well over 3lbs and probably my biggest one yet. I say probably as I was mostly packed away so I released it at the bank rather than landing it. Thankfully only one of the trebles had nicked it in the mouth.

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So, all told a pretty good day.

Wet nets!

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I’ll take whatever I can get, whenever I can get it…

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Just a quick entry tonight to log a short stint on the canal.

My daughter had a ballet class at 5:30pm so, as we were walking past the shed to the car I grabbed my drop-shotting rod and reel and my pre-prepared lure holdall. I wanted to hit a shoal of perch I’d seen lurking under a road bridge a few times whilst passing over the previous weeks.

Sadly the perch were absent in numbers tonight, but I did pick up one in the 20 minutes or so I had to fish, plus a bonus jack pike that I really wasn’t expecting.

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Both were taken on a 2.5″ silvery and olive natural shad twitched across the weed flanks close in, though I did have a few taps on the far bank. The bridge, which I specifically wanted to target, was dead.

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Lots of ducks and gulls around tonight as the canal was covered in bread. Other than that it was surprisingly clean!

Take care all.

Wet nets.

 

First (landed) pike of the season

Nipped to the lake for a very short lure session this evening, arriving around 4:30 with an overcast sky and darkness looming.

I wasn’t at all prepared, having grabbed a small box of lures without checking for suitability and having no white or silvery plugs or softbaits. With the water being pretty murky and having a (human) visibility of no more than a few inches I was going to have to improvise.

I picked the right side of the lake for two reasons. Firstly I knew it held fish, both pike and perch and secondly because a small group of three other lure anglers were hurdling each other up the left hand side.

I popped on a rattling jointed orange Rapala to start and had nothing, so switched to a bright yellow and red Relax Kopyto 3″ shad which was equally unsuccessful. Then there was a small break in the cloud, so I put on a Fox Firetiger 2″ shad and began working it across the pegs close in. It wasn’t long before I had a take under my boots and on my favourite peg too…

… and so a beautifully conditioned 3.5lb (ish) pike came willingly to the net.

That was about the extent of my luck for this evening. By 5:30 it was getting too dark to fish so I headed home. I walked around the other side of the lake to ask the other guys if they’d had better success and sadly they hadn’t, though one picked up a tiny jack on a red and white shallow diver as we were chatting.

Wet nets.

Popped down for pike…

… and picked up a few perch.

1.2lb and 2.4lb today both on the feeder on lob. Pellet waggler died unfortunately but wanted a shorter margin rod anyway so, thanks fate, I guess!

Just a tiddler…
That’s much better…

Deadbait float rigged roach produced a few runs from jacks but nothing big enough to get itself hooked. Will be downsizing to size 8 trebles next trip as I’m sure some big perch were lunging for the deadbaits.

Just a quicky today as I’m at work (joy).

Wet nets.