Keep the tenchion on

Been a bit quiet blog wise, the up and down weather hasn't helped much.

The Loafer fancied a mullet and I called in on him a little while back as he and a couple of mates surveyed the estuarine ooze.  A few were about, including one absolute tank. 

Anyway the grey ghosts are his tale to tell. We'd swapped books  and of course the first page this book fell open at was the mullet chapter. The Loafer likes to get to know the enemy .

The next page that fell open was about the Railway Sleeper. Gibbinson's tale of a big pike that grabbed  a smaller one on Abberton. I had the same experience, probably a few expansion cracks away on the dam wall there and probably around the same time. Mine was a fish that suddenly stopped on the way in, from some way out. No known snags and after a long dour stand off the heavy weight was replaced by a more familiar sensation and this low double came to the net, bearing massive puncture wounds across its back and flanks

I have been on the tench, and have had some good short sessions. More on the bag down the edge than the float but they bloody pull. Couple of weighed upper 5's but all in all good. fun and this last trip they felt warm for the first time.