Sacked off work early doors, done my bit and more last week so they owed me one. Top of the tidal, no one there so I had the whole back eddy to myself. Not sure why but the flow over the sluices kept changing which moved the fish round a bit and it wasn't that easy to get a feed, trot, bite rhythm going but when I caught they were plump things and as ever bent the tip section nicely in the flow as I batted them back up the eddy. Very pleasant hour and a bit.
Tuesday 8 October 2024
Sunday 6 October 2024
Catch up
Picked up the bite a chuck from Thorpeness with slightly bigger gold bars elsewhere and enough roach to have me thinking about a different approach to get a few for old times sake.
The river had changed after a couple of weeks away, a few more gaps but frustratingly fresh reeds growing up in place of the dying willow herb. Couldn't get many decent trots in but did find a much deeper area for future reference.
Not much to write home about. And sorting a tangle out and disaster as the cannibalised anti-reverse pawl popped out and that bought an end to my trip .I'd had to tighten the locking nut a couple of times beforehand. By chance I saw it as I made one last check having broken the rod down and packed up.
Cut to today. I 'd got some fresh reds and even casters for a crack on a different stretch. Got the broken down rod out to retackle and the spool fell of the reel. I'd lost the locking nut somehow. If only I'd retackled on the bank and made sure the locking nut was tight. Out with the other pin (also without a anti reverse pawl) to nick the locking nut. Family stuff intervened and I ended up with an hour at best. l need an excuse to use them up the week. Perhaps those roach.....
An unseen knot kept jamming in the rings, once sorted found some nice fish in the flow from the weir till it was too dark to see the float. Roach, perch and chublets but no dace. Nice to get amongst them.
Gonna have to find some spare parts for my (now discontinued) reels.
Wednesday 25 September 2024
Golden memories
Thorpeness Meare is the centrepiece of the holiday village created by Ogilvie early in the 19th Century on the Suffolk Coast. Shallow, weedy and and extensive at 60 acres it's a lovely place with it's colourful hire boats and the iconic Head in the Clouds which is clearly visible from Aldeburgh.
Monday 16 September 2024
Bleak outlook
Bit more warmth to tide us over until the long dark descends upon us. An hour on Golden Pond before dusk, little movement but a tiny fizz of bubbles and this cormorant scarred skimmer took a fancy to a Swim Stim durable hooker. Hateful birds. I'd lost a puddle chucker early doors but a fitful breeze conspired to drift it cocked just into netting range at the same time.
Thursday 12 September 2024
Swipe left or right
Out prospecting for new waters, seems day ticket venues are increasingly using book by phone app
and stuff now. I'm not sure if Tinder or Grindr would be best for this one:
Monday 9 September 2024
When Sunday comes
Not a bad start to Sunday though I struggled with the sossidges, 3 is plenty and I'm leaning to 2 these days. Linconshires, I've gone off Cumberlands.
Thursday 5 September 2024
Micro
Haven't had a proper fish for ages or done a whole lot of anything. Mojo stuff probably. Anyway, whilst on sunnier shores had a bit of a gift horse One of those we've left something outside the hotel if anyone wants them gift horses.
Thursday 8 August 2024
No nubiles to bring on
The best the Forbidden could offer up on the Nubiles front this time was this sedate postprandial trip from the best known eaterie/function venue on the river hereabouts, down to the next mill and back.
Thursday 1 August 2024
Dibs n drabs
In a bit of a lull, doing bit of this and that but the Champion is flowing and summer is here. A quick hour on my river.