Miserable, cold and dull last week. And dry. Hot and gorgeous at the weekend. Still dry. But much more bearable. I am very shallow indeed.
Thinking the Very Local Water closed headed off to the Barely Blue Lagoon on Friday past a busy car park indicating the VLW wasn't closed. Resisted the urge to stop. Spent a pleasant hour or so tying pva bags to feed to a string of skimmers. Need to get on the donkey chokers
Biggest of the bunch and clearly has a gut full of bait. Oi, the fish not me. Mine is mostly beer and pork pies.
Time to make more hay on the VLW whilst the gates remained open and the island as usual. Saturday night and the Rather Jocular Agrarian down the valley had an outdoor band on. Loudest of the night a cover of She Sells Sanctuary. Down with the yoot then.
First up a mad for it tinca. They do pull the string a bit. I've notice the bites are more and more shown as the little loaded float dipping then making off for the cover of the pads.
I'd bought my old DX40 for the mat shots, think the sensor is knackered as everything is quite sepia. That is a green unhooking mat.
Continuing with the cropped theme..sometimes I do gurn a fair old bit for the selfies.
And just as the park keeper was jangling his municipal keys another little snottie succumbed to the Sourcery. Not much string pulling with a fairly hooked snottie to be fair
Dad, why is that big golden fish lying sideways?
No point in beating round the bush. It's dead.
That fish is smelly. Buy us an ice cream dad.
I knew it would deffo be the last for a while on the VLW on Sunday. For those of you who take any notice (nearly 50k page views just in the UK, just saying.) I usually fish to the left pads (sepia again) but I have been feeding the right and often it's a mud pig that seems to come over the bait so I did start a bit half heartedly to the right.
When the float made off and the tip slammed over on the strike I did hastily flick off the anti reverse but after the initial surge was halted it became clear it was a tench. Which produced a gurn of hideous proportions.
Point sort of proved so back to the left and this bream was almost instant. It had been in the mouth of a pike fairly recently. That or someone has slipped a Wels in. Only minor gurnage so crop averted.
Still a good half hour of light left and fish on the prod but I've been pushing my luck with the park keeper so I was pleased that the first 'last' cast was spot on as the float settled, dipped and slid away just like that. Into the pads though relentless pressure from the Drennan 13 footer meant it was only going my way in the end.
Right. We now really do need some rain. Buckets and buckets of it. Then there might be some water back in the Very Little Water.
Thinking the Very Local Water closed headed off to the Barely Blue Lagoon on Friday past a busy car park indicating the VLW wasn't closed. Resisted the urge to stop. Spent a pleasant hour or so tying pva bags to feed to a string of skimmers. Need to get on the donkey chokers
Biggest of the bunch and clearly has a gut full of bait. Oi, the fish not me. Mine is mostly beer and pork pies.
Time to make more hay on the VLW whilst the gates remained open and the island as usual. Saturday night and the Rather Jocular Agrarian down the valley had an outdoor band on. Loudest of the night a cover of She Sells Sanctuary. Down with the yoot then.
First up a mad for it tinca. They do pull the string a bit. I've notice the bites are more and more shown as the little loaded float dipping then making off for the cover of the pads.
I'd bought my old DX40 for the mat shots, think the sensor is knackered as everything is quite sepia. That is a green unhooking mat.
Continuing with the cropped theme..sometimes I do gurn a fair old bit for the selfies.
And just as the park keeper was jangling his municipal keys another little snottie succumbed to the Sourcery. Not much string pulling with a fairly hooked snottie to be fair
Dad, why is that big golden fish lying sideways?
No point in beating round the bush. It's dead.
That fish is smelly. Buy us an ice cream dad.
I knew it would deffo be the last for a while on the VLW on Sunday. For those of you who take any notice (nearly 50k page views just in the UK, just saying.) I usually fish to the left pads (sepia again) but I have been feeding the right and often it's a mud pig that seems to come over the bait so I did start a bit half heartedly to the right.
When the float made off and the tip slammed over on the strike I did hastily flick off the anti reverse but after the initial surge was halted it became clear it was a tench. Which produced a gurn of hideous proportions.
Point sort of proved so back to the left and this bream was almost instant. It had been in the mouth of a pike fairly recently. That or someone has slipped a Wels in. Only minor gurnage so crop averted.
Still a good half hour of light left and fish on the prod but I've been pushing my luck with the park keeper so I was pleased that the first 'last' cast was spot on as the float settled, dipped and slid away just like that. Into the pads though relentless pressure from the Drennan 13 footer meant it was only going my way in the end.
Right. We now really do need some rain. Buckets and buckets of it. Then there might be some water back in the Very Little Water.
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