After a couple of good Tench sessions recently I was desperate to get back out there and try and catch a pb. So when the opportunity came up to have a few hours in the evening I quickly grabbed my gear and headed back down there. It had only been a couple of days since my last trip so I was expecting to catch a good few fish.
I was amazed to find no-one else on the pit when I arrived. Maybe they were all at the pub watching the FA Cup final. I plonked myself in my favourite spot and with shaking hands and butterflies in my stomach I rigged up the pole. I kept everything the same as my previous trip including rigs, bait etc…. Straight away I got a bite which turned out to be a Perch. Even my little Pike friend was still there and he had a snap at my Perch as I reeled it in.
Bites were hard to come by but I managed a couple more Perch before finally the float sailed away and I was into my first Tench. Playing it on the pole I managed to steer it clear of the lilies and keep it out into open water. It was a deep fish and although I didn’t bother weighing her I estimate that she was around the 4lb mark.
I was expecting another fish pretty much straight away as on my previous visits they appeared to come in two’s. Tonight though the fish had different ideas. I fished on and on and even the Perch weren’t really showing much interest. It was noticeably colder but I didn’t think that would have that much effect on the fishing.
Eventually I did hook another Tench slightly smaller than the last only this time it was on the waggler. The night drew on and I was struggling to se my float at 9:30pm whereas the previous visit I could still see it easily at 10pm. I did fish on until 10pm though in the hope of getting another fish but it wasn’t to be.
I packed up slightly disappointed but knowing that the next time I return the Tench could well be on the feed again.