Lord Light, Essex's finest Scribbler reckons I only catch one pike and keep turning it round so one notices. Well, I say, there's is 6 miles or so of river from the top of our stretch, and the free stretch down to the start of Broadland tidal river at the Horstead Mill/Lock impasse. OK, there was Lumpy, 12 pound with a large orange tumour. One eye, 18 lb and you can work it out. The short fat 17. But that was a couple years ago, on the top section. Things must have moved on mustn't they?
Short session on the top stretch (wait for it) after a work party on the ressie. Following two one sided battles with some sort of cross river sub surface snag I had more or less resigned myself to a trip to the tackle shop to stock up for Mondays Fen adventure.
Away with the half herring and a spirited fight later I am posing with another back end plump pike of 11 pounds plus. Little did I know that this was Keith. Keith was Lord Light's suggested name for "my" pike. It was not till I was farting about later with Snaspseed that I noticed a misshapen pelvic fin that looked familiar.
Checked back a couple of weeks and yes, Keith was Keith and had last been caught about a 1/4 mile downstream. Which of course made Lord Light chortle at length.
Keith is quite a nice looking fish don't you think?
Had one more chance but forgot it was a donkey choker mackerel tail and didn't set the hooks properly.