The Loafer sent me a picture of a splendid breakfast the had made the other day. Which got us thinking. What is the perfect breakfast? The Holiday Breakfast. The Christmas Day Breakfast. Or an All Day Café Breakfast after an early start? Here is one that is half way there at least. The Commander in Chief rarely does a sossidge and bacon combo, it's usually one or the other.
Tuesday, 30 May 2023
Tuesday, 23 May 2023
Weather is on the change and there is quite a bustle in the hedgerows with far more than a sprinkling for the May Queen, don't think I've ever seen such a display of hawthorn, wild garlic (ramsons), cow parsley (keck) and horse chestnut. A blizzards of white along the Norfolk verges. I've been tracked and checked in and out by the spy in my work cab so just glimpsed not savoured but hopefully this Bank Holiday weekend may see pictorial evidence of the splendour.
Which is a round about way of saying the fish are 'aving it as the water warms up, plenty of grub required now to keep them from a wandering. Black Bream cut with brown crumb and the remnants of the caster meal to keep costs down, pellets (no corn this time ) and a few glugs of this poor substitute for ACE worm extract balled a sturdy under arm out.
Wednesday, 10 May 2023
Friday and it looked ok for a quick dash after work, charabanc loaded, short drive to Golden Pond. Then it chucked down a Coronation Rough Sleeper soaking monsoon. Funny that the low tolerance Met turned blind eyes to the great red white and blue pop up Glasto. Makes a pleasant change from tasering the homeless. Back home, turkey twizzlers for tea etc. then I returned to a mill pond like surface, with mist wreaths rising. Looked bob-on for a bite but the bubbles only started as curfew called so fishless off I went.
Monday, 1 May 2023
Bream seem to start thinking abut spawning about March and the daddy bream often have their tubercles until late summer. When they have just finished they are horrible things to touch, dry with scales all lifted up.
Apart from in a decent river bream don't tend to do much when you hook them but they can bend the rod if it's light enough (Drennan 13ft Waggler that must be at least 3 decades old and 3.2lb bs line) and when a shoal gets their heads down you can bag a few, nice and simple, corn/dendros on a B560 #12 over Black Bream/Caster Meal with a topping up of pellets and corn now and then.
Could you think of a nicer spot right now?