Following on from being at a loose end I headed off in the vague direction of the faintly green lagoon in quite frankly dismal weather. Stopped for a very disappointing pint then set up in the diminishing rain just the other side of the car park gate and already regretting not packing a float rod as the surface was alive with roach, skimmers and the odd suspiciously brooon trooot looking slashes at what ever the now dry hoolie of a wind was hammering down the lake. The sun broke through and with distant squalls this gave rise to a spectacular rainbow. You know, that bright thing in the sky the giraffes eat to produce Skittles milk........
I had a series of nods and pulls on the tips but what ever was down there wasn't getting pricked into a full blooded run. I guess skimmers. Still think there's time for a proper bash on the method but in reality it's time to think pike as well so we'll have to see. Good excuse to make up some traces anyway. Crimps for me.
This century’s blogs are next century’s archeology, when they’re looking back on fishing in the early 21 century this post is going to baffle them; giraffes eat rainbows!?! That is if giraffes still exist and the robots haven’t taken over!
ReplyDeleteGiraffe Skittle milk is like ganja. Natural 'erb. It's on an advert so it must be real.
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