Blimey has it really been nearly a month and a half since my last update? I must be slacking. In truth though the fishing has been hard. Prior to yesterday my last three sessions had all been blanks. The session prior to the those blanks I managed eight Roach upto 1.2, so like all new things that you are trying to get your head around, you can’t always hit the ground running. I had been getting bites though so I must be doing something half right.
Yesterday I headed back out full of vim and vigour. I arrived on the water well before daylight because I wanted to get my spot only to find someone setting up in there. How? Why? Mine was the only car in the car park so where the chuff did he come from? Just like Mr Ben he’d appeared from nowhere and I wanted to ask him where he’d appeared from but I just chuntered a “good morning” to him as I walked past. Bloody carp anglers in my spot.
I’d decided to fish with the wind at my back for a change which isn’t something I would normally do but with 45mph gusts I didn’t want to sit facing into the teeth of that, particularly with the wind chill factor, and besides I wanted to Continue reading
Typical isn’t it? You go Carping and you don’t catch any. You go Roach fishing and you’re plagued by the scaley buggers.
I’d decided that as soon as the Christmas festivities were out of the way that I was going to start my Roach campaign. I’ve dabbled a bit with it the past couple of winter’s but it always takes me time to get my act together and not get distracted by other things. Now though, my focus is firmly fixed and with a bit of luck i’ll be going all out to catch them this winter, conditions permitting.
We’re not blessed with big Roach waters around here but I headed to one of my local pits that has done some pound plus Roach in the past. Not wanting to potentially overfeed the fish I put out three spombs of bait to start with and fished two rods over the baited area. Encouragingly there were Roach splashing on the surface at first light, although admittedly further out than where I was fishing. After an hour or so I had my first bite that was definitely Roachy. A couple more followed but they didn’t develop into anything though Continue reading
So you could be forgiven for thinking that i’d dropped off the face of the Earth. I haven’t obviously but my catch rate certainly has. With the decent weather we’ve been having the past few weeks i’ve been down on the river after a Barbel or three but my last four trips have all been blanks which is really odd. In fact I haven’t even had a bite. I haven’t been getting down until after dark and although I don’t have a problem with that it can make picking out likely looking spots tricky.
A couple of trips after the Zander have also resulted in blanks so I decided to have a bit of a change and have another session on The Monument after The Carp.
There was only three of us on M1 with a lot more anglers choosing to fish M2. As I sat in the car to let people get their tickets and sort themselves out I was dazzled by something coming up the drive. I know carp anglers like their vans but this thing had spotlights on the front, top and lights all down both sides. Honestly I thought the venga bus had turned up to take me to Ibiza. For the rest of the day all I had going around my head was “the venga bus is coming”.
Conditions were perfect. Mild, overcast and drizzly. I’d spent quite a bit of time preparing for the trip. I’d got my methods all sussed out and rigs made to suit. The guys in the office gave me the low down on which areas to target. If I do say so myself I fished like a demon. My casting was pinpoint accurate, so was my baiting and I don’t think I could have fished better if I tried. Despite a couple of liners the first day went without any action, apart from a coot that picked my bait up and nearly gave me a heart attack.
On the second day I decided to have a cast about a bit more and see if I could land on a fish. Just before lunch a couple of fish moved towards the middle so I put both rods out where i’d seen them. It was all very quiet though.
My session passed without a bite but despite this I loved every minute of it. The sunrise on the first morning was stunning. It would have been nice to get a pre-Christmas fish. I’ve got a trip somewhere organised for next week so hopefully that fish will turn into a pre-New Year fish and the year will end on a high.
Last night wasn’t my night bro. In fact i’d had all day to pick the perfect swim and I managed to cock that up. I went to a new area and had a chuck around with a lead to find some likely areas. I settled on a deep pool with a depth of around twenty foot. Big mistake, too deep, too big an area and never had a bite. Found some sexy looking Barbel spots though and in hindsight wish i’d gone with those in mind.
More lessons learned. Clocks change this weekend damn it.
I had a couple of evening sessions last week after the Barbel in a couple of new spots that resulted in blanks. There’s always something to learn though and the second area I noticed a couple of decent fish roll so it is an area to target again at some point.
The rivers are very low at the moment and the conditions aren’t ideal for Barbel so I decided to get the Zander gear out and see if I could nick a fish or two. As i’ve got a few days off I decided to get down the river mid-afternoon to beat the rush hour traffic and just to get out in the fresh air.
I couldn’t believe how clear the river was which never fills me with great confidence. Still, i’m sure under the cover of darkness a chance will come along to bag a Zander or two.
I put the first rod out upstream and set about getting the other rod out of the sleeve. A quick check on the upstream rod and it was banging Continue reading