I needed some head space and I didn't think my nerves would take the footie so of to an empty very local water for not that long. Long enough to lose a tench, get pointed by a mudpig and land a skimmer that had been on the sunbed or grow up way quicker than it should have done.
Back home and the last 15 minutes of extra time. I really did think Dier's pen was shocking but it went in which was all that mattered. Saved that slack jaw Henderson's blushes.Booooooooooooooooooom.
Quick look at the very weedy water on my travels. Much weed dragging and grass cutting so didn't stay. Did winkle out a brown gold fish, a chub and a slightly bigger common. Lots of orange, grey and blue jobs milling about so think a species challenge on the whip is called for.
Dropped by the Wensum at Bintree in fine summer garb.
Still felt in need for some inner calm and a trip to the faintly blue lagoon fitted the bill.
The real reason though was an urge to get some buzzer action down the edge on a nice clear and clean spot where the lead thumped down hard. A 15mm wafter over an assortment of pellet and a little bag as well. Product placement or content as it is now known?
I had left a barbless hook on and several lifts and taps but no solid takes so on with a barbed hock and almost straight away a stuttering but actual take. I thought the Pond bream was punching above it's weight but this one must have only just weighed as much as the bomb, hook and bait. It had a couple of thug life bredren too.
The water over the spot was gently rocking though and to the sound of church bell practice and clooping carp the bobbin slammed up and remained up. Not a lot more resistance than the little scamps to be fair but a lot more water displacement and a bronze dustbin lid was guided round the pads into the net. All spawning bumps and milk warm to the touch. I should have got grass carp Dave to do the honours but went for some mat shots instead. 7.05 on the scales.
Back home and the last 15 minutes of extra time. I really did think Dier's pen was shocking but it went in which was all that mattered. Saved that slack jaw Henderson's blushes.Booooooooooooooooooom.
Quick look at the very weedy water on my travels. Much weed dragging and grass cutting so didn't stay. Did winkle out a brown gold fish, a chub and a slightly bigger common. Lots of orange, grey and blue jobs milling about so think a species challenge on the whip is called for.
Dropped by the Wensum at Bintree in fine summer garb.
Still felt in need for some inner calm and a trip to the faintly blue lagoon fitted the bill.
The real reason though was an urge to get some buzzer action down the edge on a nice clear and clean spot where the lead thumped down hard. A 15mm wafter over an assortment of pellet and a little bag as well. Product placement or content as it is now known?
I had left a barbless hook on and several lifts and taps but no solid takes so on with a barbed hock and almost straight away a stuttering but actual take. I thought the Pond bream was punching above it's weight but this one must have only just weighed as much as the bomb, hook and bait. It had a couple of thug life bredren too.
The water over the spot was gently rocking though and to the sound of church bell practice and clooping carp the bobbin slammed up and remained up. Not a lot more resistance than the little scamps to be fair but a lot more water displacement and a bronze dustbin lid was guided round the pads into the net. All spawning bumps and milk warm to the touch. I should have got grass carp Dave to do the honours but went for some mat shots instead. 7.05 on the scales.
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