I had what I would call my first “proper” Perch fishing session of the season yesterday. With the cooler temperatures and the leaves starting to fall I thought it was about time to have a bash for a big Stripey. In all honesty though I still prefer to wait for the first frosts but excitement got the better of me.
It was all a bit hastily planned but after calling in and collecting some worms on was on the river bank for a reasonable time. The first couple of spots I fancied had other anglers in them so I settled in an area that I wasn’t at all familiar with. I looked at the deep slow water and have to say that I wasn’t overly confident. I needn’t have worried though as on my first cast with a big lobworm the Perch gave themselves away with various plucks and rattles on the rod tip.
I put one rod slightly upstream and another slightly downstream and several nice Perch came to the net. Nothing big but several upto the one pound mark. This was ok but I knew the bigger fish wouldn’t be amongst them so it was just a question of catching the smaller one’s until they got spooked and then sit it out for a bigger one or at least that was the plan.
For once the plan worked. Slowly the bites decreased until I was sat there watching two motionless quivertips. Then out of the blue the left hand rod slowly pulled round and I was into a proper Perch. It fought well in the deep water and I knew I was into a half decent fish and when it came upto the surface I could tell it was over 2.
The scales settled on 2.5 and I took a quick photo before releasing her back into her watery home. Happy, I was hoping that a couple more decent fish would be obliging. A short time later something picked up the bait on the left hand rod again. The tip slowly pulling before wrenching round. What I thought was a decent Perch turned out to be a Pike of around 4lb that bit through my mono before I could get it in the net. It didn’t seem none the wiser for it’s ordeal because I hooked the fish again before it decided to have a go at a small Perch I was reeling in for the third time.
I did manage a few more Perch before deciding to call it a day at 8:30pm.