Enthused by Monday's chub session I ditched the pike rods at the last moment reasoning that though the river was running clear the overcast conditions were maybe enough to entice the Bure chub to wake up early given it's reputedly a 'night only' water these days.
Baited 4 swims with white gold, starting off with this top of the stretch swim, unusually accessible in the low conditions. Flake on a wide gape size 6. Indications from the off. Seemingly smaller fish though crays do infest this stretch, a few more definite pulls but time ticking, marked this swim down for a trotting recce.
Indications straight away next swim some 50 yards down Cyanide Straight then one nailed on chub bite missed. Given the interest in this swim decided to carry on and bingo, powerful fish on which surged for the nearest snags, jagging heavily away. Disaster, hook pinged out. The passing Noddy Train passengers must have heard my despairing shout. Chub here can top seven pounds and that had been no chublet. No point crying over spilt milk. Two swims with plenty of activity and one less so but still bites without going SAS pellet and boilies. Have some faith and persevere.
Loafer and I are off to pastures new Tuesday to recce: rod and no Sherpa required bare minimum panning for silver and bronze. I have just the roving vest for it. Might be a bit noisy if Uncle Sam's boys and gals are up and at it.
Oh dear. I never know which is the worst. A blank or something heavy departing the hook.
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