tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66834498107346172762024-03-19T08:48:26.388+00:00BureboyblogMostly fishing, mainly North NorfolkBureboybloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06517207672662059349noreply@blogger.comBlogger1022125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683449810734617276.post-18401864417383262352024-03-14T11:53:00.001+00:002024-03-14T11:53:58.899+00:00Last whimper.<p>Tuesday was Fens day, to act as ghillie for the master printmaker John Richardson, he of Two Terriers fame. I got as far as Fakenham before it became evident that the rain was set in and only likely to get worse. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAbUGDaq3oQJeMGomZKM8MVnwU4llmLyrtGkrIYIhbMVSnh1QAeT-bCPT6v0Bi9rCwdbARtuLxfF6_d0-V7wBN0S70wBpkjquVEBhM-OSpGjUXxORk2-Egr9jCBfNnV_rCjYQjnR8HtqtYmLkHSPKBQ5TUHDhmgPrZW5WP46I6waIwvxCfaOn93fp75dU/s4080/20240312_105338.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4080" data-original-width="3060" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAbUGDaq3oQJeMGomZKM8MVnwU4llmLyrtGkrIYIhbMVSnh1QAeT-bCPT6v0Bi9rCwdbARtuLxfF6_d0-V7wBN0S70wBpkjquVEBhM-OSpGjUXxORk2-Egr9jCBfNnV_rCjYQjnR8HtqtYmLkHSPKBQ5TUHDhmgPrZW5WP46I6waIwvxCfaOn93fp75dU/s320/20240312_105338.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Wednesday looked better and apart from the bastard wind it was, with waves coming back up the drain against the flow. Which eventually stalled then backed up too, the rising levels sending islands of debris back towards the lock. John has honed his Fens approach to a drifted dead (or live) bait and when conditions suit he discards the pegged float and wobbles the bait. Two years off and he'd lost none of it. A follow on his first retrieve had us hoping for a good day. The pike and perch hadn't read the memo.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcJ9CXxozvkR6pU_m1ommvIXLPTqpOjLvUEoQJGyId-hBT7UMNdmrmH6XTKo_WV2yF2jmwW6LGDfk4jbT6IRLl9dTgzqkx7DXgvuh_sBoxL7kadmaobYW0wJZ83dxjWoCLOJwYVi1yvzeSxTxYzEDZy_3rInD-703yFjxN-YF9f3HuQGC7-aKYu0XFUz4/s4465/DSC_0003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4465" data-original-width="3670" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcJ9CXxozvkR6pU_m1ommvIXLPTqpOjLvUEoQJGyId-hBT7UMNdmrmH6XTKo_WV2yF2jmwW6LGDfk4jbT6IRLl9dTgzqkx7DXgvuh_sBoxL7kadmaobYW0wJZ83dxjWoCLOJwYVi1yvzeSxTxYzEDZy_3rInD-703yFjxN-YF9f3HuQGC7-aKYu0XFUz4/s320/DSC_0003.JPG" width="263" /></a></div><div><br /></div>The ancient Hardy cane float road came out too, but the resident fish were so tiny they couldn't manage the tiniest scrap of punch and for the first time since he has had it it recorded a blank. We will do it again when it gets warmer. Tench perhaps John thought.<div><br /></div><div>Never mind, the Upper Wensum was bound to have dropped enough for a last day bash at the dace today. In fact I'm sure it has. A puncture, recalcitrant wheel nuts and a useless compressor has paid to that though. I'll have to finally update my fly gear and get some chest waders to have a proper go for the browns come April. I am now contemplating using some of my left over cheese paste for some rustic cheese straws...</div>Bureboybloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06517207672662059349noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683449810734617276.post-9543848196781406432024-03-09T09:54:00.000+00:002024-03-09T09:54:07.517+00:00Away day<p style="text-align: justify;">Thought I'd check up on the Old Man and make sure he'd had a feed then catch up with the Loafer for a fish and a mardle.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Stopped off for a trot on a reliable banker with a convenient bankside parking spot. Spring is definitely here, along with a mean Easterly March wind. Corvids chacking and cawing in the spinney, water a perfect bottle green. Not a bite. Usually full of roach, dace, cbublets and bleak. Very strange. Couldn't get an inside table at the nearby farm café either. I turned my nose up at the offered outside table having seen the poor sods sitting out there in their coats, hats and scarves, dew drops on their noses..</p><p style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUHws6OCxv6newY_g3jdd9mfc4mJOjdI07-9hzUTZ5UE17PTWA9Q7s0KmgDh1qh3n4FWWQuWeJRTLBkROYitVeHZMxh69Wgch7SICdigDPRWEhOtEfEshY2jDiGBHL8akE8wL-hx0SvN5ak3YXEW1cZ6Uibyh53HlmycuOdGvCd9LDcrPUkFcivqWtwGE/s4080/20240308_102948.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4080" data-original-width="3060" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUHws6OCxv6newY_g3jdd9mfc4mJOjdI07-9hzUTZ5UE17PTWA9Q7s0KmgDh1qh3n4FWWQuWeJRTLBkROYitVeHZMxh69Wgch7SICdigDPRWEhOtEfEshY2jDiGBHL8akE8wL-hx0SvN5ak3YXEW1cZ6Uibyh53HlmycuOdGvCd9LDcrPUkFcivqWtwGE/s320/20240308_102948.jpg" width="240" /></a></p><p style="text-align: justify;">Took The Old Man to the Greyhound for a pint and a decent sandwich and talked about future funeral arrangements as you do. Lots of interesting stuff too about his school days for balance. We even ate the green stuff. No dry roast peanuts today but I was tempted briefly by their warm pork scratchings which are always nice. Next time.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrAv2i_6MLHyzOymSeN3NZA1R33ZbTHrBLfUdJTStT_dzeQP4TYr0U27O-wks4B6LJ8gqgygsIzjQ_TgC4MgWqrKy9B_KtQh-88ix-T4MwuFLDUYFD9Ij8cCBYZHuvgexBUF5mHaCxqHdRXjFmtcr2uFFcvv5OcioQUttmCkMgebb6e6ebjC0NnMqokZA/s4080/20240308_123356.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4080" data-original-width="3060" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrAv2i_6MLHyzOymSeN3NZA1R33ZbTHrBLfUdJTStT_dzeQP4TYr0U27O-wks4B6LJ8gqgygsIzjQ_TgC4MgWqrKy9B_KtQh-88ix-T4MwuFLDUYFD9Ij8cCBYZHuvgexBUF5mHaCxqHdRXjFmtcr2uFFcvv5OcioQUttmCkMgebb6e6ebjC0NnMqokZA/s320/20240308_123356.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>Back past the now renamed 'blanker' spot and to the small car park almost under the constant roar of the ever rushing London bound traffic. The ever hungry Loafer already on the fish with several plucks at his flake drifted in close before making contact with this splasher. Always one to do different the Loafer shuns the usual black disposable gloves for these fetching blue ones. <div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5fuDsDGThZ55ICmI4ztRYUFvI8mem1kJD9U5VIIRjX8dmF_3OFhLuZX-oEU57D9KUIM7L9rB1OzIsX1GMScekTOCsSAS-2KG8Rkk8kX8hO7WqEsqCj7n5XDPvmZ8V466hgHykFieDm_um4_TEe-gpyFdGNmxbM3H0wTTZCrNarQ6c1z-FYQalfKKk9ug/s4080/20240308_143826.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4080" data-original-width="3060" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5fuDsDGThZ55ICmI4ztRYUFvI8mem1kJD9U5VIIRjX8dmF_3OFhLuZX-oEU57D9KUIM7L9rB1OzIsX1GMScekTOCsSAS-2KG8Rkk8kX8hO7WqEsqCj7n5XDPvmZ8V466hgHykFieDm_um4_TEe-gpyFdGNmxbM3H0wTTZCrNarQ6c1z-FYQalfKKk9ug/s320/20240308_143826.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">We trudged down to the next baited swims (Ii trudged, the hungry Loafer strode purposefully) and I opted for the lower of the two and opted for a 2SSG link which is double what the loafer uses and trusty flake with almost instant indications.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwmR0nxK3p_-jN1pZ_Q8AY_TyftiZKAtsCz06wJfumK9cD3_03BnGKV0XjybnDyhzmWj-72nGpR52H9XD8rx1N-of62uv-k3p4Ua_NIUpExVMrS9J8dP2w7R4azhnDxtDuIZVzehKoRUqp0XyW0iVpwRGNXoUrW0t0h7DnRe33lhfAC_6j4LRHsggW2Tk/s5940/DSC_0001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3910" data-original-width="5940" height="211" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwmR0nxK3p_-jN1pZ_Q8AY_TyftiZKAtsCz06wJfumK9cD3_03BnGKV0XjybnDyhzmWj-72nGpR52H9XD8rx1N-of62uv-k3p4Ua_NIUpExVMrS9J8dP2w7R4azhnDxtDuIZVzehKoRUqp0XyW0iVpwRGNXoUrW0t0h7DnRe33lhfAC_6j4LRHsggW2Tk/s320/DSC_0001.JPG" width="320" /></a><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div><br /></div>Missed a nailed on chub bite then converted the next for a slightly larger splasher. <div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNqltYQVGoC48NxxiyhfoR6TqvU_NSKQ8RtBfUc_MfYqGyu_WD01syH051nNzNfRFC_qyTmqdNJTIsuUCcLrCMiGYqcMLI4ZX8Cej0lQz4JgL73P54diN2nzE4GtLIrGFD1h13Mn1veodUTVdvyMBFoi4GzBiqwyqgfbkzuG-D06vTaGEjxgnjBd6yE3Q/s5505/DSC_0003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3747" data-original-width="5505" height="218" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNqltYQVGoC48NxxiyhfoR6TqvU_NSKQ8RtBfUc_MfYqGyu_WD01syH051nNzNfRFC_qyTmqdNJTIsuUCcLrCMiGYqcMLI4ZX8Cej0lQz4JgL73P54diN2nzE4GtLIrGFD1h13Mn1veodUTVdvyMBFoi4GzBiqwyqgfbkzuG-D06vTaGEjxgnjBd6yE3Q/s320/DSC_0003.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">I stayed on a bit but converted no more chances then slid my way through mud and a poxy gate and bridge over the old feeder stream of Lunker Hunter days where I caught my first ever chub, much the same size as this, blind in one eye, on crust bounced under a raft which at time felt like the biggest fish in the world.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Next swim meant a mid stream cast so more weight and there were fish there but the bread was a bit dry so on with a lump of cheese paste and in no time a proper stabbing bite and and a much better chub was on. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0oR6ZXKjqRaoifvhbbVuKx5y2NnI1vWcoUvIdtSpq_ZFigQH3Gu-QiI7xPyOgkpAR3qwHh1wW_dsfQ1y2XDqEwtsSwBj9V2ikD00p-VJpgkD2MBwM9Xvs5SLx9Hdxfj7PiZrETaNogwuRztY5VH8kbykgNPgwxOgDPBVSAU4fucjvUxt6BAXRLFV3xhk/s2040/1000013255-01.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1148" data-original-width="2040" height="180" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0oR6ZXKjqRaoifvhbbVuKx5y2NnI1vWcoUvIdtSpq_ZFigQH3Gu-QiI7xPyOgkpAR3qwHh1wW_dsfQ1y2XDqEwtsSwBj9V2ikD00p-VJpgkD2MBwM9Xvs5SLx9Hdxfj7PiZrETaNogwuRztY5VH8kbykgNPgwxOgDPBVSAU4fucjvUxt6BAXRLFV3xhk/s320/1000013255-01.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">I gave it too much respect and it lodged itself under my feet in an undercut, much poking about with the net freed it and I bullied it into the net now being more expertly wielded by the Loafer. A proper chub this one.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_J_9xJ8GHKI4ydRFoDUeHoB_4O9M4U-gucSQHw7GqFgqcWyFafErbR19sgESjo8eSjA5mKINgBRaAH0gi_NtJZxFlRohJA0OwbxqHbowmZBDOGbMk9ZA2Mmhd4cTy6RIwm7K5N5P7rAUfFKkAf4tkPVC0F5ceFVSZIq8vg5oz7qHFbPGFhOWA_yLgnlk/s5182/DSC_0006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3651" data-original-width="5182" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_J_9xJ8GHKI4ydRFoDUeHoB_4O9M4U-gucSQHw7GqFgqcWyFafErbR19sgESjo8eSjA5mKINgBRaAH0gi_NtJZxFlRohJA0OwbxqHbowmZBDOGbMk9ZA2Mmhd4cTy6RIwm7K5N5P7rAUfFKkAf4tkPVC0F5ceFVSZIq8vg5oz7qHFbPGFhOWA_yLgnlk/s320/DSC_0006.JPG" width="320" /></a> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;">Job done I settled down to watch the Loafer set about some roach on a scaled down cage feeder rig. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizj0-yRVAfOpJUWGeZJfaZvizCXfZtos6OwWy46coAqLU056OGrb7cUiecHdGSIh8hbTOfaz9SVPRgFw4YCNEfCeE2-XR6es_ktXBEHt1KncPOYhOCjhE06HzilIatjEZJEfCg3vGyqgWEg24wTo-lGRc9r8o5Ad27D_-KSSjDQCCTM4BAEFvPz-o2bZ8/s5940/DSC_0013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3910" data-original-width="5940" height="211" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizj0-yRVAfOpJUWGeZJfaZvizCXfZtos6OwWy46coAqLU056OGrb7cUiecHdGSIh8hbTOfaz9SVPRgFw4YCNEfCeE2-XR6es_ktXBEHt1KncPOYhOCjhE06HzilIatjEZJEfCg3vGyqgWEg24wTo-lGRc9r8o5Ad27D_-KSSjDQCCTM4BAEFvPz-o2bZ8/s320/DSC_0013.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;">Lots of bites on flake but frustrating with many missed. However this lovely fish did trip up. Plans hatched to try to convert more bites next time.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV5PC08XpPt0TlE71f7__7DQXIOtohhpN91MHpVNkeoGsow_yp0WUuz0ly7J4v1mqlY33UmMWA8LGbTQKr2Vp7C-xuZK3oNDFsBwowli9314atmFIRGIHMtkS_rrf6VpBMeN4ho67vuvL9x5cPxpKNsXqAJBYmy1Js2pFINf0VMCIhfrl8bdEECDhD3Po/s6000/DSC_0008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="6000" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjV5PC08XpPt0TlE71f7__7DQXIOtohhpN91MHpVNkeoGsow_yp0WUuz0ly7J4v1mqlY33UmMWA8LGbTQKr2Vp7C-xuZK3oNDFsBwowli9314atmFIRGIHMtkS_rrf6VpBMeN4ho67vuvL9x5cPxpKNsXqAJBYmy1Js2pFINf0VMCIhfrl8bdEECDhD3Po/s320/DSC_0008.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRY1IxrcVSxCQPSRTpdhcnR-PGAYrbv0xC4vf_M6JyVjfFyCgLCHS3OwpOsa0Ud0PMkPveBTqwyw0TnRpxj0rQmjA_kAXLN68yz59Dvdc96n17wCNDRNTxaAgdGGwqihBp9HMQvj0-NEemeNPBFyATk8EpwUXm0CWRvHEGcbYe1d6hLfVu8Cv19LfKIHA/s5858/DSC_0011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5858" data-original-width="3776" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRY1IxrcVSxCQPSRTpdhcnR-PGAYrbv0xC4vf_M6JyVjfFyCgLCHS3OwpOsa0Ud0PMkPveBTqwyw0TnRpxj0rQmjA_kAXLN68yz59Dvdc96n17wCNDRNTxaAgdGGwqihBp9HMQvj0-NEemeNPBFyATk8EpwUXm0CWRvHEGcbYe1d6hLfVu8Cv19LfKIHA/s320/DSC_0011.JPG" width="206" /></a></div><div><br /></div>A cracking day, made even better by the ever faithful A12 Esso garage diesel at a queue inducing 1.459 ppl. A tired but happy Bureboi.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"> </div>Bureboybloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06517207672662059349noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683449810734617276.post-36104961492484821512024-03-07T20:38:00.000+00:002024-03-07T20:38:39.434+00:00Old spot and another new spot<p style="text-align: justify;">I'd been eyeing up a couple of new spots on the upper stretches of my 'other' river with dace in mind as they gather on the gravels and cleaner runs and I reckoned it would be fining down enough by Wednesday and the weather looked ok. In fact I set off in cold wet fog and when I did get to the town stretch the river whilst down still looked a bit brisk so I drove up to Chicken Town and revised my dace plans a tad as I was bound to have to work my way through a fair few browns to get at a few dace. In the trees the fog hadn't settled and the big coat was soon abandoned though the neoprenes stayed on. Without polaroids you might think the clear runs were barren but a sprinkling of reds (and the odd white) were soon working their magic and with more control from the pin the bites were slower as the fish weren't having to chase the hook baits quite so fast. As I expected the first trot bore fruit and one of the Loafer's fab little balsas blipped under. No surprises as to the culprit, this fab little starburst wild brown. Chubby little thing too</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIhn2yw_UsmB6NxYC_LOnLIoVYqflISRkU_wQje76BwY9aCBZOJfU_LsjJ45JyHX1lRw4mQTFOq7OEaeHJIJHk3c_9ZPXXVWIxmTSSkZA0blaGJ2doQr_-Nw8bw8_fYE58iVFK2O5EyVuBIf61rps96Uu9g1-MSJfPH8tK44iiJzM2sGfDk30xTHP0REE/s5580/DSC_0002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3300" data-original-width="5580" height="236" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIhn2yw_UsmB6NxYC_LOnLIoVYqflISRkU_wQje76BwY9aCBZOJfU_LsjJ45JyHX1lRw4mQTFOq7OEaeHJIJHk3c_9ZPXXVWIxmTSSkZA0blaGJ2doQr_-Nw8bw8_fYE58iVFK2O5EyVuBIf61rps96Uu9g1-MSJfPH8tK44iiJzM2sGfDk30xTHP0REE/w400-h236/DSC_0002.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div> </div><div>They kept coming and I was soon into double figures including this biggest I'd get before moving to the next likely spot with a decent root structure and a deeper pool across.</div><div> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaKUWr_LIt09FXuBeG8fG6UqMPH4ynzntoKFV275yYoSfCZ5dxmjPd8rAyGJUTQu157qEE83eu1vxjb_LLcOCM30Cy8eksDPNiKOXsHT8T_H-9gk-rjp1qo4WBmNLzSjsXwUY8DE-4Mk6jgwTzVv-jC9gZZQrxcPqCfBFD4YUPR05llONNq1IYgYZOdWU/s6000/DSC_0004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="6000" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaKUWr_LIt09FXuBeG8fG6UqMPH4ynzntoKFV275yYoSfCZ5dxmjPd8rAyGJUTQu157qEE83eu1vxjb_LLcOCM30Cy8eksDPNiKOXsHT8T_H-9gk-rjp1qo4WBmNLzSjsXwUY8DE-4Mk6jgwTzVv-jC9gZZQrxcPqCfBFD4YUPR05llONNq1IYgYZOdWU/s320/DSC_0004.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">As I'd hoped some dace were resident amongst the browns, as evidenced by the flash of silver as something twisted after the passing grubs. An altogether different fight, twisting and jagging rather than than the juvenile dashing about of the brownies.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ0p1MafBZqST5i_0EjXu7sONhrQ-Ps0O3kBzkBhsN6ovcICvE6KW1ZWK8QQQlhMYEB6Ph8HuGoKW3coGM3NeZJTcXlfIWxLO2qcr7L-vVqfItZoOrsP24wOejnYBYUOdwEyp33BokaimJkeMQ5b4BbFTIfR9muNwe70dshRsSmAv_HcA49T3LkmrYhGg/s6000/DSC_0009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="6000" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ0p1MafBZqST5i_0EjXu7sONhrQ-Ps0O3kBzkBhsN6ovcICvE6KW1ZWK8QQQlhMYEB6Ph8HuGoKW3coGM3NeZJTcXlfIWxLO2qcr7L-vVqfItZoOrsP24wOejnYBYUOdwEyp33BokaimJkeMQ5b4BbFTIfR9muNwe70dshRsSmAv_HcA49T3LkmrYhGg/s320/DSC_0009.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">A further 16 trout and 7 dace followed before I decided to head back to the town stretch and a quick pint and dry roast peanuts (lunch of champions) amongst the day time session drinkers on two pints at a time courtesy of Brexit Tim. A chocolaty thing that did the £2.29 job. And yes, the toilets are upstairs.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkiFqEHAl8PGBIKmUb752HkA9HCVoICZUAAz6VnUls9RzO3igqmLPDnyjBnNmfgudv3pq_gv1lqANpIomoeSQmjgrERV6S3p1xuhBFtwn4ahwdJST9ibOnqlBOSvqqtOyyk25d_XBa4yKicS0rPkh1crPdWp8Tz8N4GvRPhs9sZqX4R0xP2MUPfzT8UK4/s4080/20240306_130418.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4080" data-original-width="3060" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkiFqEHAl8PGBIKmUb752HkA9HCVoICZUAAz6VnUls9RzO3igqmLPDnyjBnNmfgudv3pq_gv1lqANpIomoeSQmjgrERV6S3p1xuhBFtwn4ahwdJST9ibOnqlBOSvqqtOyyk25d_XBa4yKicS0rPkh1crPdWp8Tz8N4GvRPhs9sZqX4R0xP2MUPfzT8UK4/s320/20240306_130418.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div>Across the road and the first trot down the wavy crease and the hoped for dace was twisting and turning in the fast current and in the net. A plump female as were most that followed with only one definite sandpaper rough male</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5G15DdOrRmjDFCAYLWrRB8WxFE3lhJS9FrsmKK8BxTT8Tgne6iUIZYAfxJv-Re2LiHsA-sHvJqzP1Irl7qC3mARDftwPdietMNuQA98LPurDvwW_0vSZV7gaLZY6WJKhby6G43_76f1IOUk1e2wyAkH_lVkwYHf7YdNNfSd6hbiKkycxW1rTO7pY32qI/s6000/DSC_0016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="6000" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5G15DdOrRmjDFCAYLWrRB8WxFE3lhJS9FrsmKK8BxTT8Tgne6iUIZYAfxJv-Re2LiHsA-sHvJqzP1Irl7qC3mARDftwPdietMNuQA98LPurDvwW_0vSZV7gaLZY6WJKhby6G43_76f1IOUk1e2wyAkH_lVkwYHf7YdNNfSd6hbiKkycxW1rTO7pY32qI/s320/DSC_0016.JPG" width="320" /></a><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div>And this absolute unit of a she dace.</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8fzrzLS5THa8d2uy91Hki1oZW-HQwCZIaLTGHQ5R9mwjZOtT7zyPBJNDq7uW_WU8pwk_RiKpy9W9wR4a1tmThzVguTAltmpYVjH88szD30mzohF1F6V9AIzr0NzMQ9-_MO8woIBvTG9PQVeKurMxw5qk0Q67g-EJhoTaWaZH0y5LZr2b6Wrqq3S2EMEI/s6000/DSC_0020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="6000" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8fzrzLS5THa8d2uy91Hki1oZW-HQwCZIaLTGHQ5R9mwjZOtT7zyPBJNDq7uW_WU8pwk_RiKpy9W9wR4a1tmThzVguTAltmpYVjH88szD30mzohF1F6V9AIzr0NzMQ9-_MO8woIBvTG9PQVeKurMxw5qk0Q67g-EJhoTaWaZH0y5LZr2b6Wrqq3S2EMEI/s320/DSC_0020.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>The trees above were little troublesome so I dropped down below by a pampas grass, a shorter run with several roach amongst the dace and this, my 29th and last brownie.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg08CzQSH1T5ST9DXICwkmBDOaSUDO6sdTGHqmvj8DZTwUXQ-uItvyfwunL4b1KdLYwPwjOnzrP65uemT2nqacXPg9js6dG4sU_ehico081c4KPC4tKHShjcLsrzGM9-TKTZJj6US2UiahIkFmMaGOeM3dTuztCYvRU1zKrYB_CNaddn4GlQwocNJ4MsLE/s6000/DSC_0015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="6000" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg08CzQSH1T5ST9DXICwkmBDOaSUDO6sdTGHqmvj8DZTwUXQ-uItvyfwunL4b1KdLYwPwjOnzrP65uemT2nqacXPg9js6dG4sU_ehico081c4KPC4tKHShjcLsrzGM9-TKTZJj6US2UiahIkFmMaGOeM3dTuztCYvRU1zKrYB_CNaddn4GlQwocNJ4MsLE/s320/DSC_0015.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>I also bought back a leaf that turned out to be a minnow.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVGfXx3qa1ilPWB6lIy1AW7yP5V6Qu7obNkBBu-TK42g9_sbIHmmRoy4A46KyFvSdbk5qdkK3_5jrj-dHf2L8G4rSrQTCICmU-e87vAidU9GqjroEjUH0AuSSzPbZ52RUa5OaV8sbJoW7uKVu6QHhOn6bDXv_6ZTb_8WuFL5iuI7oTEMBYcpnb4YjKgDM/s6000/DSC_0019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="6000" height="133" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVGfXx3qa1ilPWB6lIy1AW7yP5V6Qu7obNkBBu-TK42g9_sbIHmmRoy4A46KyFvSdbk5qdkK3_5jrj-dHf2L8G4rSrQTCICmU-e87vAidU9GqjroEjUH0AuSSzPbZ52RUa5OaV8sbJoW7uKVu6QHhOn6bDXv_6ZTb_8WuFL5iuI7oTEMBYcpnb4YjKgDM/w200-h133/DSC_0019.JPG" width="200" /></a></div><div> </div>I still felt the first run looked the best so went a shade up out of tangling tree reach and give it my best for the last 30 mins and popped a few in the net for a final shot.<div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHJPwZtB8lRGTXWuTSoRiAk8Z5fFJosx5Kufj1aTJPfKQ6qLHUzxF0vnM_gpw9U1QXPT2znOZQD-YiAAU6P9-v1QdByLjuQpCKxvFoYuwlWk2y4Kzp-bK8musqhfV3ZjSJTlACpTIDYlhOgvuoNad1cdmyVskjHuL2gNK0a-8TCVejytRGGdxBUmNmHxE/s6000/DSC_0023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="6000" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHJPwZtB8lRGTXWuTSoRiAk8Z5fFJosx5Kufj1aTJPfKQ6qLHUzxF0vnM_gpw9U1QXPT2znOZQD-YiAAU6P9-v1QdByLjuQpCKxvFoYuwlWk2y4Kzp-bK8musqhfV3ZjSJTlACpTIDYlhOgvuoNad1cdmyVskjHuL2gNK0a-8TCVejytRGGdxBUmNmHxE/s320/DSC_0023.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div><br /></div>I'll have another go before the end of the season weather permitting<br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><p style="text-align: justify;"> </p></div>Bureboybloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06517207672662059349noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683449810734617276.post-12599695901523138242024-03-07T09:20:00.005+00:002024-03-07T09:20:40.531+00:00New spot, better than being at work.<p style="text-align: justify;">Bit like the Loafer, making the most of the last Hurrah. Tidal still the best bet on Monday, a couple of hours trotting with an outside chance of breaking out the feeder rod. One of the few accessible bank spots below the always soggy Coltishall Common. the tide does sometimes have an effect, even this far up but there is so much water still in the system it seems to mostly be on the ebb of late. </p><p style="text-align: justify;">First trot this nice little roach and I thought things could only get better</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO0DkffS44RNPLeYnEshVB1wX10XW_fImacWvPApD5qMHHbbIMjY1-Ljnv3h9vPmT52HVOKR_Y7ohDOKM4CodIrmnZcxR2RmMmPd8V414v-6DTkeagb1vM_Fb9dznuWS03TwdbotP3jHefez-9x-4fDFcwdJfuva74Ck_JItithLq7ygZGgS1NFGSH0JI/s4002/DSC_0002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3570" data-original-width="4002" height="285" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhO0DkffS44RNPLeYnEshVB1wX10XW_fImacWvPApD5qMHHbbIMjY1-Ljnv3h9vPmT52HVOKR_Y7ohDOKM4CodIrmnZcxR2RmMmPd8V414v-6DTkeagb1vM_Fb9dznuWS03TwdbotP3jHefez-9x-4fDFcwdJfuva74Ck_JItithLq7ygZGgS1NFGSH0JI/s320/DSC_0002.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">In terms of bites it did, but most were tiny dace and roach and even a tiny perch. Lots and lots of tiny roach and dace. Every trot with most hit except when tying to pour and drink the warming soup of the day. LIDL have bought back their deluxe tomato and chorizo though I'm not sure a lot of chorizo was involved, certainly not an extra 50 pence worth. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH4aSPHSvZ_NIZk-Gwv6gbPjxvuYvEWT3TdwrY9avN1iPYyL1tP_Tr3ioQB3cdZIdImTSJKKfvWWVzGqBrG94WnM95-1w4NHWBYz5ZtwAjODqTmkLeRcs8ivBmHFFvx71MiA5D1WOMjkLo-G7d_OJF4BLMdpgvH09Z8NLJrfDBa6KYF9kZV3vpDEvo5_0/s4080/20240304_152906.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4080" data-original-width="3060" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH4aSPHSvZ_NIZk-Gwv6gbPjxvuYvEWT3TdwrY9avN1iPYyL1tP_Tr3ioQB3cdZIdImTSJKKfvWWVzGqBrG94WnM95-1w4NHWBYz5ZtwAjODqTmkLeRcs8ivBmHFFvx71MiA5D1WOMjkLo-G7d_OJF4BLMdpgvH09Z8NLJrfDBa6KYF9kZV3vpDEvo5_0/s320/20240304_152906.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Nice and hot though which it needed to be cos it got colder and colder once the rheumy sun started to disappear. Chilled me to my bones. Too cold to piss about getting groundbait mixed and having a few chucks with the feeder though in hindsight I think I would have got through to some better fish.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjge6TbqT30w144as4CzB3513Xuk0E0Os_DMue-yewYkQ2lAyad-Z26fcKXXZCrtcMsUqV9lFJlPtwK0A8Nfh4esGjEA5zn1hX1Ne8cPurqDnARybTKxZCyQDpo6t-U-sHk6Yn07Sq4nC05mZqZW5DwtdJXiC5ir9J2MOSTeB4ciMdJ0PNe2g-rm_K7eKA/s4000/DSC_0003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="3970" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjge6TbqT30w144as4CzB3513Xuk0E0Os_DMue-yewYkQ2lAyad-Z26fcKXXZCrtcMsUqV9lFJlPtwK0A8Nfh4esGjEA5zn1hX1Ne8cPurqDnARybTKxZCyQDpo6t-U-sHk6Yn07Sq4nC05mZqZW5DwtdJXiC5ir9J2MOSTeB4ciMdJ0PNe2g-rm_K7eKA/s320/DSC_0003.JPG" width="318" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Here are a few of the (slightly) better ones.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUFUxbf1IuPWyMXWev4dlf31EqfBEy0sgYfaWuJPJnCZ9aev2e51X4_DBfgX-5nXPf73P8N-owCWR5SuwWP3EK7jhyphenhyphenuItf0e__yjKsbPaUbiKPmzoRuUv-CvDFmYUb4pPde2cxq9AP1I9p-cqIKEXmFyi2jVmEGt8w4kTN_sl991I75DNDjfTKvwCgLj4/s5401/DSC_0008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="5401" height="237" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUFUxbf1IuPWyMXWev4dlf31EqfBEy0sgYfaWuJPJnCZ9aev2e51X4_DBfgX-5nXPf73P8N-owCWR5SuwWP3EK7jhyphenhyphenuItf0e__yjKsbPaUbiKPmzoRuUv-CvDFmYUb4pPde2cxq9AP1I9p-cqIKEXmFyi2jVmEGt8w4kTN_sl991I75DNDjfTKvwCgLj4/s320/DSC_0008.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div>Bureboybloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06517207672662059349noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683449810734617276.post-43718290683084872172024-02-25T20:18:00.000+00:002024-02-25T20:18:28.642+00:00Pond dippping<p>Rivers are still cack and it has been cold so I have had a few desultory pokes about on a few localish waters without much conviction or application. So my rewards have been as meagre as I deserve. Well sort of meagre anyway. </p><p>Three bites on Tuesday and one hit. A very lovely roach indeed. Double reds on a #16 B560</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkZXjMM6fCWp_7m6GfBuAum2BShzuDS_Fgg_3GKVi60qTmBH30v2h_XnaitAdA4fCYOWG57hHNignB_G01GC-IE0L7qiU9WF6g6dHkJ0vQsqEXehuEnTDwHBnqZK9eKhY1_5PsEyM6p54FQdWG1gamlBJdmSaIZBM6dEK14M8cnE8Gxmwo9pWlTOff9c0/s6000/DSC_0006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="6000" height="133" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkZXjMM6fCWp_7m6GfBuAum2BShzuDS_Fgg_3GKVi60qTmBH30v2h_XnaitAdA4fCYOWG57hHNignB_G01GC-IE0L7qiU9WF6g6dHkJ0vQsqEXehuEnTDwHBnqZK9eKhY1_5PsEyM6p54FQdWG1gamlBJdmSaIZBM6dEK14M8cnE8Gxmwo9pWlTOff9c0/w200-h133/DSC_0006.JPG" width="200" /></a></div><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0-MIkiYAXw84ItY1C3tvlnF0VlfbBL2zaBpYV_avwnLc4QUevD10xTOWyXZXi4zA4x6pDBY9CmDGh8gmpl6rIBcw64pYVp5oIOGTaN93kXH-Bmc-IUYxcQMo3VX17N6oNTeZrdxJGBd7OZGIXwstv9QfJE1VekswA_i7Fra84r-PKVC42zrqwsDyHwbc/s5701/DSC_0002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3536" data-original-width="5701" height="198" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0-MIkiYAXw84ItY1C3tvlnF0VlfbBL2zaBpYV_avwnLc4QUevD10xTOWyXZXi4zA4x6pDBY9CmDGh8gmpl6rIBcw64pYVp5oIOGTaN93kXH-Bmc-IUYxcQMo3VX17N6oNTeZrdxJGBd7OZGIXwstv9QfJE1VekswA_i7Fra84r-PKVC42zrqwsDyHwbc/s320/DSC_0002.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Next short trip three further bites, two tiny roach and this slightly less tiny hybrid.<div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYR8CX9kBVGw7uW3Lhu6Azd6T2GQOYYxN81HbAJrOYNdochfD7EFkDjWeAJhcVEFIZjUefEz2zaUpPsL_cyhjpSpdHqg-WUUI9qBEucVZFBhrUXOElnQ8GgjBEsJo6zNEWI7PMzwo85E9Ht7XNPvVb2eKGkREejwWasDqqdl3d4F5UlcsRtuolNSNrxl8/s4560/DSC_0003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="4560" height="281" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYR8CX9kBVGw7uW3Lhu6Azd6T2GQOYYxN81HbAJrOYNdochfD7EFkDjWeAJhcVEFIZjUefEz2zaUpPsL_cyhjpSpdHqg-WUUI9qBEucVZFBhrUXOElnQ8GgjBEsJo6zNEWI7PMzwo85E9Ht7XNPvVb2eKGkREejwWasDqqdl3d4F5UlcsRtuolNSNrxl8/s320/DSC_0003.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div><br /></div>And next time out, even colder but more bites though hard won merest dips of the dotted down waggler with 3 small (not tiny) roach and seven perch all of which thought they bigger than they were.<div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJBY5aD5UqtY3t9UV5UUfabdezCBYkVQJB6VkwSz_h3koDjfCozbn8v4Tlk-X6QN1beatr-Ep4VEUEV8cF7PNAzfPOokzdVOdF85GffLgIjYeUsuxRPLgMpS6LHpuGjxb8GjQgB4Erpx4SIqkFRZ1MPvE2WAMVGqRcLXJUYCZJRcBVkmv-FJQ9enpF2Po/s6000/DSC_0005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="6000" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJBY5aD5UqtY3t9UV5UUfabdezCBYkVQJB6VkwSz_h3koDjfCozbn8v4Tlk-X6QN1beatr-Ep4VEUEV8cF7PNAzfPOokzdVOdF85GffLgIjYeUsuxRPLgMpS6LHpuGjxb8GjQgB4Erpx4SIqkFRZ1MPvE2WAMVGqRcLXJUYCZJRcBVkmv-FJQ9enpF2Po/s320/DSC_0005.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div>On a more positive note we went to the gastronomic Mecca (no bingo) that is Fakenham Wetherspoons and as well as a small but delightful steak and kidney pud I checked out the upper river levels. Might have to put a rod in the charabanc for a just in case if the rain holds off.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZk5tx_PvDyjb-syLK-rFBkNf1b2_xLrVCDmD4bPhlPlTfIBP_5TGQyXRzUTh1vyNdrzRy4c-sX9B7WpThWw0_AX0KEbx_tki-1iV9NLgt4jAn9KmfNtYvmQUIyVr4gu0gA_Jd0pxQk102GWqPijGGZmWLvkZa0_nm5T_u5-CBU4qTHPlnoSHggC0BnYA/s4080/20240224_133115.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4080" data-original-width="3060" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZk5tx_PvDyjb-syLK-rFBkNf1b2_xLrVCDmD4bPhlPlTfIBP_5TGQyXRzUTh1vyNdrzRy4c-sX9B7WpThWw0_AX0KEbx_tki-1iV9NLgt4jAn9KmfNtYvmQUIyVr4gu0gA_Jd0pxQk102GWqPijGGZmWLvkZa0_nm5T_u5-CBU4qTHPlnoSHggC0BnYA/s320/20240224_133115.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div><br /></div>Bureboybloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06517207672662059349noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683449810734617276.post-18962963270691223832024-02-16T20:35:00.004+00:002024-02-16T20:35:36.691+00:00Use it or lose it <p style="text-align: justify;">We've got another tier of management now, and managers have to prove they are managing things so no more carrying the odd day of leave over now cos you've bee worked so hard you haven't had time to take it so it's use it or lose it. Today was a use it day but I only had half of that day to call my own and what with the lower rivers being fecked I set off on my usual 50 mile one way commute to stop off on the upper Wensum where I knew the river would be in better trim. Didn't buy diesel as it had gone up 6 pence a litre overnight. Did buy a breakfast though. Not the Morrison's Ultimate even though it was a very reasonable 7 quid. I had to tip the beans out of the poxy ramekin everywhere insists on using these days. One of everything except the liberated beans. Oh, and TWO pats of Lurpak which really is overpriced these days. I think that sausage is nearly as cremated as the Loafer demands. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUVk8ct3UjEpNk7Z4E3tIDS-VjyeCN_K-yTTquzzOke0VcLgwud7kaP_7hjajGw16bd_1iICSZonMcYMjXXpcem-rlUbbwc3uhqEL-jm63L7SEIeFprSAljes6BN5wcjFQocxyIeywDlwjHorTwhbMNZmFl5xFcqPodraPUaZykoKi9p37hkVFMxfTi2Y/s4080/20240216_095302.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4080" data-original-width="3060" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUVk8ct3UjEpNk7Z4E3tIDS-VjyeCN_K-yTTquzzOke0VcLgwud7kaP_7hjajGw16bd_1iICSZonMcYMjXXpcem-rlUbbwc3uhqEL-jm63L7SEIeFprSAljes6BN5wcjFQocxyIeywDlwjHorTwhbMNZmFl5xFcqPodraPUaZykoKi9p37hkVFMxfTi2Y/s320/20240216_095302.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p style="text-align: justify;">Quick spin down to the river and the omnipresent feralish chickens which feature in most of Norfolkcestershire. Big buggers too.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjn3mCjRgWT1yi8CQJTI1NgA3spcqYO9Gvhgs9SSijxJy-pSO0NeQyW9JgzVLgNj4JgK39gHsMUtP7SCrZnmFupm9l0DbcnRA6vvOFuabEeN1C_W8xvGblKgJCaeTzkwNspq_rYy2pBY0AXoTGiu4H7LW9PdZEYzDvFX5-NOCbZFbucmnZJTGztwLN8Tr4/s1409/20240216_132206.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1409" data-original-width="1194" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjn3mCjRgWT1yi8CQJTI1NgA3spcqYO9Gvhgs9SSijxJy-pSO0NeQyW9JgzVLgNj4JgK39gHsMUtP7SCrZnmFupm9l0DbcnRA6vvOFuabEeN1C_W8xvGblKgJCaeTzkwNspq_rYy2pBY0AXoTGiu4H7LW9PdZEYzDvFX5-NOCbZFbucmnZJTGztwLN8Tr4/s320/20240216_132206.jpg" width="271" /></a></div><br /><p style="text-align: justify;">One of the members was up to his not fly fishing tricks, using a strike indicator and no shot down to the single maggot. Roach in one eddy and little browns in the opposite eddy today he said. </p><p style="text-align: justify;">I've noticed that the lovely little wild browns are increasingly predominant so it was nice to hear he'd had some roach. The river was faster than usual but clear so it was a case of finding a few darker looking patches to indicate a bit of depth. Should have taken the rod with the pin out of the Charabanc to get a bit more control of the 2 swan loafer (the Loafer's loafer) but as it was the little wildies didn't mind chasing the bait. Only fished two swims but as usual lost count in the end. None would have made 8oz but what beauties they were and game scrappers even on a beefier than needed 13 foot Drennan Carp Float rod I'd bought from Fenman Mark Barratt when I was waiting for a replacement tip for one of my Drennan Tench and Specimen 13 footers.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1YOFS4nvEKz5sIhorBt6bpdFf0qQ4hrrz28tN5Sy17sMDPfMvDN5Ou5378Mf1KNMvban4s-t3EAoP_onujAC2tKun56RcDBJet70P8XuCe4bjvAP6kEeq5I5-xxcQmlBrYQGRnbXe6f4OxBWBultwi5i-KlnUFtU1UvV6DPumTIFLst3OMe6WwxoGkHA/s6000/DSC_0025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="6000" data-original-width="4000" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1YOFS4nvEKz5sIhorBt6bpdFf0qQ4hrrz28tN5Sy17sMDPfMvDN5Ou5378Mf1KNMvban4s-t3EAoP_onujAC2tKun56RcDBJet70P8XuCe4bjvAP6kEeq5I5-xxcQmlBrYQGRnbXe6f4OxBWBultwi5i-KlnUFtU1UvV6DPumTIFLst3OMe6WwxoGkHA/s320/DSC_0025.JPG" width="213" /></a></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkSSoxWJv4NKXvX5a8RA7GY5tUOjtlN4tAyoP8XlA1257qOWzQBeLEC6lQlEEoqLlDi_n1FJ4rOh7KKzqIZnkLHnz2D973odRqnAAGiSvSjHAYXPhTdYq9NsuB8ibFtRUD41P5s717N5RoU1NGUKJe3phBbCu4o1kM_dSFQo-eereWmA5A5K-PdJJIyjs/s5045/DSC_0022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3536" data-original-width="5045" height="224" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkSSoxWJv4NKXvX5a8RA7GY5tUOjtlN4tAyoP8XlA1257qOWzQBeLEC6lQlEEoqLlDi_n1FJ4rOh7KKzqIZnkLHnz2D973odRqnAAGiSvSjHAYXPhTdYq9NsuB8ibFtRUD41P5s717N5RoU1NGUKJe3phBbCu4o1kM_dSFQo-eereWmA5A5K-PdJJIyjs/s320/DSC_0022.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4txHto82KQzXJafwG4cr5UHi_lot7WqubNDrFZNJ1dDPT-NgoLyw-8ZHTVwQe-NZeT98iyyKZF2ZRR15Pnd_hJgw6mQxnx0q8s_1vas7a9v8a0ysLtiakkJV9GoH5sT2Ni72UFFvEQ6zAOfD7GntS9_OkeamqD5zna1QrAFZJoat9Pvdsp7cA1Eno4oI/s6000/DSC_0023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="6000" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4txHto82KQzXJafwG4cr5UHi_lot7WqubNDrFZNJ1dDPT-NgoLyw-8ZHTVwQe-NZeT98iyyKZF2ZRR15Pnd_hJgw6mQxnx0q8s_1vas7a9v8a0ysLtiakkJV9GoH5sT2Ni72UFFvEQ6zAOfD7GntS9_OkeamqD5zna1QrAFZJoat9Pvdsp7cA1Eno4oI/s320/DSC_0023.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Did find a couple of dace and I'll try a couple of the more sedate spots before the season ends. Whispers of smuggled in chub now too. <div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGNy0-mlI_1gvecLIH5avzN43nDErfSAO-SjlGLs3PZ2JPViIXqiNBvpsSpYq9dCQCT0ZYM_BnDz3u2UWNGpdwl_178jMdzROwOHRwtbI1eK479q1DGSnFkBBGndJJIeUsUMX7D11gbLytV8C4hHMObE_NoEaOEtk6W0kqFuWhhg1_pA1rVlboviy4FXU/s6000/DSC_0027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="6000" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGNy0-mlI_1gvecLIH5avzN43nDErfSAO-SjlGLs3PZ2JPViIXqiNBvpsSpYq9dCQCT0ZYM_BnDz3u2UWNGpdwl_178jMdzROwOHRwtbI1eK479q1DGSnFkBBGndJJIeUsUMX7D11gbLytV8C4hHMObE_NoEaOEtk6W0kqFuWhhg1_pA1rVlboviy4FXU/s320/DSC_0027.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p style="text-align: justify;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><br /></p></div>Bureboybloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06517207672662059349noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683449810734617276.post-36187001897041432182024-02-05T19:38:00.000+00:002024-02-05T19:38:23.907+00:00Down in the dumps<p style="text-align: justify;">Pat MaGroyne sent back this sneaky shot from Long Stratton of an early doors win for Little 'Un, a cracking corner for a first minute opener assist and that trademark break down the left wing and a fierce drive from outside the box to seal the win. Hit the post as many times as Nunez too.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuGszGEvIVD7l6pKngz1i2YzAlNuOwS9fbUN4QzkaLtfQC3QBksJi9s29URd5cj4oVyS0p_-5cyVEdQatJDGqU3TU3gcEcfXqLZtj0ke__IZYb3cmnzMUdzKcVLEw6kCCIfgJ3c5eh4aRsoRB3nN52w32Y_dCkPF5g1NWQmy4ASzJBw3_83jwxjaRi21k/s3358/20240203_103537.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1091" data-original-width="3358" height="104" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuGszGEvIVD7l6pKngz1i2YzAlNuOwS9fbUN4QzkaLtfQC3QBksJi9s29URd5cj4oVyS0p_-5cyVEdQatJDGqU3TU3gcEcfXqLZtj0ke__IZYb3cmnzMUdzKcVLEw6kCCIfgJ3c5eh4aRsoRB3nN52w32Y_dCkPF5g1NWQmy4ASzJBw3_83jwxjaRi21k/s320/20240203_103537.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Which meant that I should have been a very happy Bureboy. I was until I saw the river. About three feet down and all the exposed silt and banks were a mass of otter tracks. Everywhere.<div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl4qCfTnaV7onZnlUqoQAivgcXR_NP3Y5azZJz91xrgCKgb7D0izBPhyZx3h_EM9s-n883NujqdZ7cYgWnik41snSmi2VEuWs9v-MHYKo3k5j8fMcaatThOrxeyL9F1_KxV7Dj5CcLmciiZxKIfV3olKBD-BFCpUV3xhJiMwr32pIFFg7dDvPcvpoQR-c/s5828/DSC_0013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3726" data-original-width="5828" height="205" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl4qCfTnaV7onZnlUqoQAivgcXR_NP3Y5azZJz91xrgCKgb7D0izBPhyZx3h_EM9s-n883NujqdZ7cYgWnik41snSmi2VEuWs9v-MHYKo3k5j8fMcaatThOrxeyL9F1_KxV7Dj5CcLmciiZxKIfV3olKBD-BFCpUV3xhJiMwr32pIFFg7dDvPcvpoQR-c/s320/DSC_0013.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Still, I'd had to work hard for my pass out so down the stretch, working both margins with twitch backs for two and a half hours. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsT3ybfNHhsOFxaDTWbKDjmH29fbwRPXUrXk9JDwYRtXpa6sFX2jF6duwFEKEBYviiNTUTXXcJupuW5qri6G2uTC_t9qX3hPJ4yw0jwO2BCuxg4YVeC8n7xNZWxaRL0ulRIE9EdV4belW9_1C-XdxlimgdjIm4gfGD35Ndr4RbmSMA_MojR7se1Ivx3mM/s6000/DSC_0011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="6000" data-original-width="4000" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsT3ybfNHhsOFxaDTWbKDjmH29fbwRPXUrXk9JDwYRtXpa6sFX2jF6duwFEKEBYviiNTUTXXcJupuW5qri6G2uTC_t9qX3hPJ4yw0jwO2BCuxg4YVeC8n7xNZWxaRL0ulRIE9EdV4belW9_1C-XdxlimgdjIm4gfGD35Ndr4RbmSMA_MojR7se1Ivx3mM/s320/DSC_0011.JPG" width="213" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Not even a crayfish nibble. Word is the upper stretch is also seemingly barren, with only the occasional huge brownie to pull the string. 7 plus huge, more than one looking at the pictures. I've a half a mind to get a Deeper or get Robbie of the North to have a kayak up and down with his Sidewinder just to see what is there now.. Aside from floods and severe snow I'd always get runs and often doubles and a handful of twenties. That was till about 2 years ago Lots of fry this year and some pockets of dace. The trout are getting big on something, probably filling the pike niche. Make the most of the good times, you never know when they might go.</div>Bureboybloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06517207672662059349noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683449810734617276.post-61452338803672869392024-01-20T21:01:00.000+00:002024-01-20T21:01:32.979+00:00Sports report<p style="text-align: justify;">Pat MaGroyne, Famous Sports Reporter was sent off to that there Suffolk to cover a cup game today, He seems to have been kidnapped but managed to get a few garbled lines out which I can't really enlarge on what with not being a NUJ card holder or anything but he did get some hastily shot reportage out which might be OK without causing a pens down all out strike. </p><p style="text-align: justify;">The Theatre of Dreams, masquerading as the Team Lauren Lou 3G Arena. Not a bad surface to play football on but not one for a 20 yard knee slide to the corner flag celebration.</p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrQdLwUsd8-MK-mkK3rY7dE1WKILyw2bBbZFN7hjZBsLEPP0kyKz6ZIlfWcfaRmyGzmw2UF-fm9OA7dSHA7jbgFMVH9E62WU9In2ZCfhz3FiZWujmt35LJwUkzATlSvKfOmz1UGaLD7lHlXcCfywAAm0oc2ZKay6lFnH5IOB1Qr16kQrU3cWzQ4q2kbhk/s4080/20240120_112922.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2061" data-original-width="4080" height="162" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrQdLwUsd8-MK-mkK3rY7dE1WKILyw2bBbZFN7hjZBsLEPP0kyKz6ZIlfWcfaRmyGzmw2UF-fm9OA7dSHA7jbgFMVH9E62WU9In2ZCfhz3FiZWujmt35LJwUkzATlSvKfOmz1UGaLD7lHlXcCfywAAm0oc2ZKay6lFnH5IOB1Qr16kQrU3cWzQ4q2kbhk/s320/20240120_112922.jpg" width="320" /></a></p><div style="text-align: justify;">Which is probably why Little 'Un made do with a run to the half way line, finger raised in a Shearer style emotion fest. The goal? A nice ball over the top beating the offside trap for Little' Un to run on to, drop her shoulder and rifle home a fierce left foot first timer across the keeper's despairing dive and bulging the onion bag with a satisfying plasticy rustle to silence the home crowd of 16. But no man with a dog. A physical encounter with plenty of corner argy bargy and one full on slap and a stern talking to from the Man in Black. Youngest Boi, formally known as on Ton Ton (Macoute) who climbs out of his non-job seeking pit once a week to run the line needed his wits about him but stood firm and resolute. A draw would have been a fair result but the home team dealt a late killer blow with a well worked goal.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">I think that's what Pat said. No ransom demands yet, I think the Bureboyville Chronicle will have to send out a different reporter to cover Little 'Un turning out for the Sunday Team up the Fine City of Norwich. The Commander in Chief is sharpening her pencil as I type. No 3G pitch, more a mud bath with a 1:10 slope at one corner. And 50mph Storm Isha winds. </div>Bureboybloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06517207672662059349noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683449810734617276.post-3302515294979943982024-01-14T20:25:00.000+00:002024-01-14T20:25:00.242+00:00Opening up the account<p>First session of 2024 and thought piking might just do it. River is now behaving itself, well as long as the sluice masters leave it be. Down to a row of features: bushes, with a straight section with old reed cover and a distinct shelf. Sardines were at the top of the deadbait pic'n'mix bag at the bottom of the freezer so that would be the bait choice today. Walking down the feeder stream to the stretch I'd seen this cold dead killer's eye staring back at me. One that won't be terrorising the dace shoals when it grows up.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgej5-P7Fe7cjVifDbsSe36rq3Gu5Z5aqAX_lZNbrjm9ZHXVexC1Y1-teR1xNx-6tzaK2aVXgPPfIQUtHoC-KAo-JpKN6SCPMqYYZyrKhq5j8FCHqraXO7gyYM_-5kiImFW1isdBSXEp-UBTWXI-bx8zFhiqLbg-lp7_Wqq3jV39kiZOK29wATtQP_wmQw/s2982/20240114_130345.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2449" data-original-width="2982" height="263" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgej5-P7Fe7cjVifDbsSe36rq3Gu5Z5aqAX_lZNbrjm9ZHXVexC1Y1-teR1xNx-6tzaK2aVXgPPfIQUtHoC-KAo-JpKN6SCPMqYYZyrKhq5j8FCHqraXO7gyYM_-5kiImFW1isdBSXEp-UBTWXI-bx8zFhiqLbg-lp7_Wqq3jV39kiZOK29wATtQP_wmQw/s320/20240114_130345.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>I've had those poplars as an angling backdrop now for over 30 years now, marching purposefully along the flood plain.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh2yZi7LZUGY5WwmOV4vA3Hz3mDshPsugMv2iid3Ly63rDDUSkW_7RIjax_BkaplDKXh1aqt9s8SQmWiTG27s1eDfGccRwcfIpTmjZGC76E0lsQlVDF_Xr_I8xwpDRfEoxEUax3HBKs0KDCEFgcJElg0NNVnayWMMUPOx8gGpojIOcwyvRHKlm05xMxFs/s3829/20240114_135624.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2872" data-original-width="3829" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhh2yZi7LZUGY5WwmOV4vA3Hz3mDshPsugMv2iid3Ly63rDDUSkW_7RIjax_BkaplDKXh1aqt9s8SQmWiTG27s1eDfGccRwcfIpTmjZGC76E0lsQlVDF_Xr_I8xwpDRfEoxEUax3HBKs0KDCEFgcJElg0NNVnayWMMUPOx8gGpojIOcwyvRHKlm05xMxFs/s320/20240114_135624.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Lunch was missed so this hot, thick tomato soup was called for, thick enough to hold the freshly cracked black pepper in suspension for every small cup full, little bursts of heat which were needed as the cold began to settle over the plain, a change in the weather was beginning to have effect. </div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiosx6arAeFipy3thIvKWjKM02lLTGrwd8-_uWCEdOgMH5y90Uj6k9wvBK_KDlEwVAEs50pbMvFNsxxMqIOTac0ups_LhorcNi71GZ_b-d5KlYj63KwLKr2IDlEfd9Wz0RnzW57UMPvjsiEgyW94GUQtN5yLMtCueUtmkN_jPCMS0vy-S42S5RfZSphX3E/s4080/20240114_140206.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4080" data-original-width="3060" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiosx6arAeFipy3thIvKWjKM02lLTGrwd8-_uWCEdOgMH5y90Uj6k9wvBK_KDlEwVAEs50pbMvFNsxxMqIOTac0ups_LhorcNi71GZ_b-d5KlYj63KwLKr2IDlEfd9Wz0RnzW57UMPvjsiEgyW94GUQtN5yLMtCueUtmkN_jPCMS0vy-S42S5RfZSphX3E/s320/20240114_140206.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Sardines, halved of course were poked into likely looking spots as I worked down the stretch, willing the rod tips to nod or the orange domed floats to bob. </div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrnhANkVTKoVEMCM4zLWWspl6bqoEQvw32K3AC6H8aMIa1OlfE4Eh5rc2VGgkQb_H7cCKTSWHCxF_O5F5-f-GLHv8xmqXxLrKV7R-0eBNqkNsGE0VdKZAGfFHTkxG9Mxa9zmzcIq2KNGBIyWKfs7DsVqDHvmbrWE_wMzvA0RGPos1xcbftDYkTc1eHwTg/s4080/20240114_140156.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4080" data-original-width="3060" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrnhANkVTKoVEMCM4zLWWspl6bqoEQvw32K3AC6H8aMIa1OlfE4Eh5rc2VGgkQb_H7cCKTSWHCxF_O5F5-f-GLHv8xmqXxLrKV7R-0eBNqkNsGE0VdKZAGfFHTkxG9Mxa9zmzcIq2KNGBIyWKfs7DsVqDHvmbrWE_wMzvA0RGPos1xcbftDYkTc1eHwTg/s320/20240114_140156.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>It wasn't a nod or a bob but something grabbing the sardine head as I picked the rod up to make another cast. Must have only just managed it as one treble was visible in the top jaw once I'd got the fish near the net. Leeched up on one flank only, the pike was fat as butter but not fat enough to get the scales out for.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidFidXb_PZLEQandmTX-6140g8VxOEHlDGXbMFV5F3n96DdzMze5Bk2VjS6MQlXGaX56EHwM2kCZ8Q3CXm4hCgLPc4G-4S3hVR0Z_o68lLpgqEvz9lT7e-lCX4eWR_IYUW73lrVL1ZMY_dH2eRFhAbW7IjI4-XVj726iNeU-D2q8DnMcZS2CIcNBJl6SA/s5483/DSC_0002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2686" data-original-width="5483" height="196" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidFidXb_PZLEQandmTX-6140g8VxOEHlDGXbMFV5F3n96DdzMze5Bk2VjS6MQlXGaX56EHwM2kCZ8Q3CXm4hCgLPc4G-4S3hVR0Z_o68lLpgqEvz9lT7e-lCX4eWR_IYUW73lrVL1ZMY_dH2eRFhAbW7IjI4-XVj726iNeU-D2q8DnMcZS2CIcNBJl6SA/w400-h196/DSC_0002.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div>No more action and I contented myself watching a pair of buzzards over the ridge whilst the magpies bickered and an earnest looking chubber passed me for a few hours into dark. The wet mat by this time beginning to stiffen up and a frost felt imminent. Back to the charabanc time.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFSgKQrrZD3xC7r4qqYCRGZBE31NB-dk8yq3I1V2WPq5WoyNpgpiOwxkE_Om_1SkraEOcxN5Xn-GLGQPGx7-n6un3kxuFwkqqcenP9zI51dB0tfUA-0iPuaKmJGaUnVfvglkKPjr7TNE8XhnBZOV6b_PRcqJ7RzukJKwvl3jZXt148ugyOhoui6IXE9E0/s4080/20240114_160729.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFSgKQrrZD3xC7r4qqYCRGZBE31NB-dk8yq3I1V2WPq5WoyNpgpiOwxkE_Om_1SkraEOcxN5Xn-GLGQPGx7-n6un3kxuFwkqqcenP9zI51dB0tfUA-0iPuaKmJGaUnVfvglkKPjr7TNE8XhnBZOV6b_PRcqJ7RzukJKwvl3jZXt148ugyOhoui6IXE9E0/s320/20240114_160729.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div> </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Bureboybloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06517207672662059349noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683449810734617276.post-17669578208152298442024-01-07T20:52:00.000+00:002024-01-07T20:52:17.285+00:00A shining light<p>We did have the New Years Day fireworks at Cromer, the rain held off and not too windy and I got a few half decent shots, in the end just went 100 ISO and F14 AP with remote release and hope, need to try without view next time as it took as age for the Nikon to process image before next shot was available.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcDJr3uTkUdadl35MG54DAxz6KrSbI4wZF-G0WVRD-1Nm4fPEWaFcosGJkxwysC-9yUqYpITP-I4BVNGVwF-Y73hVCXVoFIC2VLmm8YRAc50M3q4FDyCFsJdPVlKY-UuauzbSP5Xjhga1eySKH4M2h_fc_VUKXqDXcMebdeFn_ufFxy3csgaiaXxb5sr8/s3639/DSC_0019%20(2).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2476" data-original-width="3639" height="272" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcDJr3uTkUdadl35MG54DAxz6KrSbI4wZF-G0WVRD-1Nm4fPEWaFcosGJkxwysC-9yUqYpITP-I4BVNGVwF-Y73hVCXVoFIC2VLmm8YRAc50M3q4FDyCFsJdPVlKY-UuauzbSP5Xjhga1eySKH4M2h_fc_VUKXqDXcMebdeFn_ufFxy3csgaiaXxb5sr8/w400-h272/DSC_0019%20(2).jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p>Rods were put in the Charabanc fora trip down to see Pops the next day but it rained all day, the A140 was like a river in places so they never came out.</p><p>The FA Cup failed to serve up any magic at Carrow Road as Wagner's woebegone rabble couldn't even dispatch the Gas, currently a mighty 10th in League One. I pity any brave souls considering heading down to Bristol for an evening replay. The pre match pub was the best bit, it's our tradition now to go to the Murderers for this. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgs4NAAh7IdkuafmhF8LsBFt5gdNq47mh6BVxWstDYKrT8J7cEGMY5OXAkf4zjW1nK5ZJsCECxkWyakIG2A8gA0b8X9oqUPtWOAgCJy0Rb__OWL-mhrH-ArvTaBcBGh07QRznRZ_KEXeaANbC0aiAroMl-Kt6JZ8jjh2gx13mECoK3vUxxs2IsnkPKTufE/s4080/20240106_133933.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4080" data-original-width="2848" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgs4NAAh7IdkuafmhF8LsBFt5gdNq47mh6BVxWstDYKrT8J7cEGMY5OXAkf4zjW1nK5ZJsCECxkWyakIG2A8gA0b8X9oqUPtWOAgCJy0Rb__OWL-mhrH-ArvTaBcBGh07QRznRZ_KEXeaANbC0aiAroMl-Kt6JZ8jjh2gx13mECoK3vUxxs2IsnkPKTufE/s320/20240106_133933.jpg" width="223" /></a></div> <br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj14wxQ99xR24p3NkHUPuXpgXi-8FU_AMNe0ipg3WS6D5gg8fPOb1MuWTFv6TXmLNnqHPXqrHgz3R53FbbkL7FiwKE2h6mrUhFibHr4zcqWtAI82aB2aSc99QYbwIblYlP6rOKPVDiOAG09CxMiB4LyYdEA7gkDqVuphbfSn32hUzLkHpBnt8PEBndjNsY/s4080/20240106_150158.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1673" data-original-width="4080" height="131" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj14wxQ99xR24p3NkHUPuXpgXi-8FU_AMNe0ipg3WS6D5gg8fPOb1MuWTFv6TXmLNnqHPXqrHgz3R53FbbkL7FiwKE2h6mrUhFibHr4zcqWtAI82aB2aSc99QYbwIblYlP6rOKPVDiOAG09CxMiB4LyYdEA7gkDqVuphbfSn32hUzLkHpBnt8PEBndjNsY/s320/20240106_150158.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p>Little 'Un wants to sample the heady delights of the JobServe Stadium before Col U slide into the National League, think we'll go for the Clash of the Titans vs Newport County on Good Friday for that one as its a 3pm kick-off.</p><p><br /></p>Bureboybloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06517207672662059349noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683449810734617276.post-16674167048090678062024-01-01T10:02:00.002+00:002024-01-01T10:02:33.693+00:00No fireworks to end off 2023<p style="text-align: justify;">Squeezed in a couple of short river sessions on my days off but didn't pull up any trees. Or bushes which was surprising given my gumby technique anywhere near tackle snagging features.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">The tidal pool looked ok but bites were few on trotting gear but the ever reliable brownies didn't let me down. First up was a game little thing with an usual silvery appearance. A wild spawned fish. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-Gm4LCbTKvJXRNogzt-NR54PPPUqxE3XBz3_55VXUGLD-RMzed0XZsFfKdDPOHBc09fgGxZPbby2lbyDe5vDKpqS5PwIu2s-dFigY-KkJ7tvHdTF0Nev1C8AN5pu25q3Q8x8mtHyylNMf_Ny4uMb_FBGo9lAL5OfNyu8LSlFulWsulIWOAfaG-U80O7M/s4382/DSC_0005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2666" data-original-width="4382" height="195" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-Gm4LCbTKvJXRNogzt-NR54PPPUqxE3XBz3_55VXUGLD-RMzed0XZsFfKdDPOHBc09fgGxZPbby2lbyDe5vDKpqS5PwIu2s-dFigY-KkJ7tvHdTF0Nev1C8AN5pu25q3Q8x8mtHyylNMf_Ny4uMb_FBGo9lAL5OfNyu8LSlFulWsulIWOAfaG-U80O7M/s320/DSC_0005.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">His/her/they bigger cousin gave me a right tussle in the main push, it had a healed wound on its abdomen but also a fresher lump out of its tail. Could have been a washed down stockie as a few go in further up and more on the exclusive beats round Ingworth.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAXO4qOqBX-3Ih8tAUuhWE1EVzhjeiLU-FrAraHbgX6gHUEjsn2A2CQMvnycYHCk_GOJQJQxlek3RQjEH3pmVtII87U3R7ABjyXRIt7_ip_DYF9YrQVmUh0Zecj50oOVfzpDiFhEAEkEtRWrrU8na1ODClw0r8JlE-gBhGgbxXic4Hw2IFNE0jUZZjRAo/s6000/DSC_0011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="6000" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAXO4qOqBX-3Ih8tAUuhWE1EVzhjeiLU-FrAraHbgX6gHUEjsn2A2CQMvnycYHCk_GOJQJQxlek3RQjEH3pmVtII87U3R7ABjyXRIt7_ip_DYF9YrQVmUh0Zecj50oOVfzpDiFhEAEkEtRWrrU8na1ODClw0r8JlE-gBhGgbxXic4Hw2IFNE0jUZZjRAo/s320/DSC_0011.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Had a dabble in the aquarium but lots of tiny roach in residence, Two blokes were trotting, doing better than me size wise until we all ran out of light so that swim earmarked for the future. </div></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">My ancient cheese paste, though ripe and pungent was binned as it was hell to use, super sticky so anything and everything got covered except the hook as it wouldn't stay on. The Loafer had given me a small lump of his breadcrumb based paste last week which was much more user friendly so armed with some freshly made crumb based paste headed off to a stretch of my local river which has been reluctant of late to yield many fish but those that have come out have been quite decent.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">A few samples of paste in 4 likely swims and 20 mins in each and a bit longer in one more was the plan.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitMnra_cpIxGruUN86qfrnyX5z41vf8e436auPIAfp7qOO08j39cCqaADo5YkiZHoH5hFGriG1IHQcX2ittkwcRt_q-EXEVeEu7qAHMlwE9z_lQQnDvrjEzGReV3v5GoM1LEoi4Zi6twdcInTFiDFAphA1073paqUDtp5icwbQPBueLz6Yxe99xulRAW8/s4080/20231231_135247.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4080" data-original-width="3060" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitMnra_cpIxGruUN86qfrnyX5z41vf8e436auPIAfp7qOO08j39cCqaADo5YkiZHoH5hFGriG1IHQcX2ittkwcRt_q-EXEVeEu7qAHMlwE9z_lQQnDvrjEzGReV3v5GoM1LEoi4Zi6twdcInTFiDFAphA1073paqUDtp5icwbQPBueLz6Yxe99xulRAW8/s320/20231231_135247.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div><br /></div>The <span style="text-align: justify;">paste stayed on till struck off, on, no trees were cast into and the oxtail soup was hot. A bit thin so the added fresh cracked black pepper sank to the last cup (back to the thicker tomato next time).</span><div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg0cjDk4YvVxEkQMzDGwq5iy5vnRIpzTQMZMuVTVhg-yrc8U29LLPcljrBELBsEFuIUwarJPXatXcS3proSptVPmA9EAlEHF2mlhuyRS2KlCCPbyxSliE6H7Y1HUZJYyRf6usKAnr4EP7kUQeW4sQ57H5ugtNUdq4RrO4kTrRj6Q-2omjLjGbKSM382tI/s4080/20231231_144747.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4080" data-original-width="3060" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg0cjDk4YvVxEkQMzDGwq5iy5vnRIpzTQMZMuVTVhg-yrc8U29LLPcljrBELBsEFuIUwarJPXatXcS3proSptVPmA9EAlEHF2mlhuyRS2KlCCPbyxSliE6H7Y1HUZJYyRf6usKAnr4EP7kUQeW4sQ57H5ugtNUdq4RrO4kTrRj6Q-2omjLjGbKSM382tI/s320/20231231_144747.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">One half pull that didn't develop was my lot. Looks more pikey than it has for a while so another plan for 2024. Toodle pip. Or toot toot from the Noddy Train. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt8FsE0u7_2B2kh3uDS2LynSbqc3Va5IZuh0mv8h-5uv2eW5W4L1bTwnO8uDH0qMsN2i6qJXkhqAt2wbaVJznQIOOJ-QuRe0-i8F0c_YRHK0CCNsYFoBozLoV6YYI0cVy4JRNjl7VMetwGFxyQ5eboGAzrvs1MX7QGe7Zc0sXBjZA3JNuyArZc7L3EtCE/s4080/20231231_152104.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3060" data-original-width="4080" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt8FsE0u7_2B2kh3uDS2LynSbqc3Va5IZuh0mv8h-5uv2eW5W4L1bTwnO8uDH0qMsN2i6qJXkhqAt2wbaVJznQIOOJ-QuRe0-i8F0c_YRHK0CCNsYFoBozLoV6YYI0cVy4JRNjl7VMetwGFxyQ5eboGAzrvs1MX7QGe7Zc0sXBjZA3JNuyArZc7L3EtCE/s320/20231231_152104.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div></div>Bureboybloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06517207672662059349noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683449810734617276.post-15506604559052434632023-12-25T10:39:00.001+00:002023-12-25T11:13:27.713+00:00Travel Man<p>Been out in the charabanc, called in on TT, Sue and Lucie, star of this lovely TT print. Hope to get John out for a Fen pike in the New Year. Thanks from me and the Loafer for the wine.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcC6H_flodXyWDWcrMzFVNgSKUjjO_mw8fhnPN9nPLX3Ezw16gb6LcRhCdl01NyTZZIwFpWvuDLMwdeDY8tZolIHfrtBvw5W1rYzpKusTLen8XO9svNlGHEElS3cALVJTlKRIPuVqTtxLdkhl57KbQ4mm8OXK6YuBu-n2eq1PDkWi9ylOJ_b43xncvzqs/s1000/facebook_1703499290549_7144993888347829789.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="936" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcC6H_flodXyWDWcrMzFVNgSKUjjO_mw8fhnPN9nPLX3Ezw16gb6LcRhCdl01NyTZZIwFpWvuDLMwdeDY8tZolIHfrtBvw5W1rYzpKusTLen8XO9svNlGHEElS3cALVJTlKRIPuVqTtxLdkhl57KbQ4mm8OXK6YuBu-n2eq1PDkWi9ylOJ_b43xncvzqs/s320/facebook_1703499290549_7144993888347829789.jpg" width="300" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Caught up with my dad and brother, in the Greyhound for a change. I'll make sure he gets fed next time. The Loafer, The Canadian Giant and Lobkin and I used to wind up Tom, the grumpiest landlord in the world up by ordering scampi in a basket at 1 minute to 9pm. Wonder what happened to the bloke with a gammy eye, a roll up permanently glued to his lip and always wore a blue parka?</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjuxBvjA0GBTv4f1wrCVolDimcmh81WwJiVzkTVJDBlp3rUv_3UUct0R1TxSX3NTV1-qkwy-yImi1yD7kafSLG0yY9jWSbboBLGzOkg9WQuqR9MGZisM7UgQZwlgX-9bfMAQVCRFfkWDNYS9O1UZZTVia2YOu4OnWtx-dtXsbciF-97PVxfqoCOfCd6Hc/s3995/20231223_124649.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2996" data-original-width="3995" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjuxBvjA0GBTv4f1wrCVolDimcmh81WwJiVzkTVJDBlp3rUv_3UUct0R1TxSX3NTV1-qkwy-yImi1yD7kafSLG0yY9jWSbboBLGzOkg9WQuqR9MGZisM7UgQZwlgX-9bfMAQVCRFfkWDNYS9O1UZZTVia2YOu4OnWtx-dtXsbciF-97PVxfqoCOfCd6Hc/s320/20231223_124649.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Then onto the Stour flood plain with the Loafer. He is loving his chub/roaching at the moment. He did his best to put me in some bankers, how I missed that bite I'll never know..<div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEis0c6lCrip5bjFsQge4EsdSq_OlcSOqEhDAEldk6UXbwF_yEf7Al45EX-K52UsaoxlF3VpHD5Vc7IBIL4LbF4TcAIH2Ve793vVtfc-rnF1hMSZcus6zHLtOA7ZNS1EDYDmNBz2xVWD5kymDzU0VCtEgZkZJ_LrhfBMhIsjUZ6swnUNjwBSuijsiaytg2g/s4080/20231223_152123.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4080" data-original-width="3060" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEis0c6lCrip5bjFsQge4EsdSq_OlcSOqEhDAEldk6UXbwF_yEf7Al45EX-K52UsaoxlF3VpHD5Vc7IBIL4LbF4TcAIH2Ve793vVtfc-rnF1hMSZcus6zHLtOA7ZNS1EDYDmNBz2xVWD5kymDzU0VCtEgZkZJ_LrhfBMhIsjUZ6swnUNjwBSuijsiaytg2g/s320/20231223_152123.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>He jammied one out on the crumb feeder, a lovely stamp roach. </div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJPDLpiZEgPExxF4A-AL7uaKaAYEvPszp6MPJgLgIOWexzcotPcgHS4opD9OQuwJoKcjFgRM6SvYUmj233fCpPyy4_cH09-sSmuWFMfiUgoceYXzX2GKM7Rfb7mPLWVPnITlmG6uo-eqLB29XBURPxdDxFHA2usXcI-MX3IBq5U8HtBnE6-i0q0Nq-u_A/s5316/DSC_0004.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="5316" data-original-width="4000" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJPDLpiZEgPExxF4A-AL7uaKaAYEvPszp6MPJgLgIOWexzcotPcgHS4opD9OQuwJoKcjFgRM6SvYUmj233fCpPyy4_cH09-sSmuWFMfiUgoceYXzX2GKM7Rfb7mPLWVPnITlmG6uo-eqLB29XBURPxdDxFHA2usXcI-MX3IBq5U8HtBnE6-i0q0Nq-u_A/s320/DSC_0004.JPG" width="241" /></a></div><br /><div>And I came away with these cracking floats to field test and some local colour to soak up.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMsouI02tfoX4yamNyfhF7Ip6J9ccdkMAUtbZzJvEvhbIrY4Bo41KyDvIcUMHGvRglytfaSjIFMrnse_otDn3rbnn_u4UB9IjqTt0Mp8VGV4bc3D-lMze4HfpAj-HsseIs5OU1isJhoRsTe9WY4bWWIF5CYuCdhnU-3blrvVn4qd7O0IpU-CR34g6EImM/s4080/20231225_101211.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4080" data-original-width="3060" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMsouI02tfoX4yamNyfhF7Ip6J9ccdkMAUtbZzJvEvhbIrY4Bo41KyDvIcUMHGvRglytfaSjIFMrnse_otDn3rbnn_u4UB9IjqTt0Mp8VGV4bc3D-lMze4HfpAj-HsseIs5OU1isJhoRsTe9WY4bWWIF5CYuCdhnU-3blrvVn4qd7O0IpU-CR34g6EImM/s320/20231225_101211.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Bureboybloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06517207672662059349noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683449810734617276.post-35813602622251823052023-12-20T20:58:00.001+00:002023-12-20T20:58:49.822+00:00Stout Doubts?<p>Never been one for a Guinness, bit like some Adnams beers when the toast taste is that little too burnt. I've been working through my excellent birthday beers and as well as the current fad grapefruity ales in the Kirkstall Brewery box were a few stouts. The pick of these was their Drop Hammer. Which the label probably told me referred to a heavy pressing tool in the steel industry. What I did knew it told me was the ABV. 10%. Not one for a chaser night cap before an early drive. It (they, I had 2 cans in the box) was absolutely blooming gorgeous. Even more gorgeous than a Champion. So, if you come across some, buy some.</p><p> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpJDb3ArmOmIS4DMJltNpQ9wCm04v5gRCxbaYeKNBBeYonHPbWTmlCd-fSWemUH0Z7NasconoybmqJfkowguPz868q0ptmoXrIxTkztNXwdy2dU1QhgkYDNSofQUqDLgiuPSYTBs68p0U79WmF29QfI2V8ecUhvif4BzxHpBDqDsOd0ys4CuQp2fw69io/s4080/1000010562-01.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4080" data-original-width="3060" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpJDb3ArmOmIS4DMJltNpQ9wCm04v5gRCxbaYeKNBBeYonHPbWTmlCd-fSWemUH0Z7NasconoybmqJfkowguPz868q0ptmoXrIxTkztNXwdy2dU1QhgkYDNSofQUqDLgiuPSYTBs68p0U79WmF29QfI2V8ecUhvif4BzxHpBDqDsOd0ys4CuQp2fw69io/s320/1000010562-01.jpeg" width="240" /></a></p>I even got out for a short fish on Saturday. The mill looked ok on my recce but so did the Aquarium.<div>A pint of some fake Spanish lager and some quite nice nuts by Nobby first.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_THAb6zfRNLnXE45m3CAMsuWPJpqioifrkeDvyswQrq-YgYtXWOx7mLSPE3c2Fb7F6DcIUzRvA6XOl_e55QsSjk60RtatBdmX969iARYT_aoXykY9TwK-w-zAuavfiYwfKYVppq6kQ1xKRNoBkeYc3cw5l7m_9mNIvtg1HamTXjWpDPrSZP5EceYLmAg/s4080/20231216_122713.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4080" data-original-width="3060" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_THAb6zfRNLnXE45m3CAMsuWPJpqioifrkeDvyswQrq-YgYtXWOx7mLSPE3c2Fb7F6DcIUzRvA6XOl_e55QsSjk60RtatBdmX969iARYT_aoXykY9TwK-w-zAuavfiYwfKYVppq6kQ1xKRNoBkeYc3cw5l7m_9mNIvtg1HamTXjWpDPrSZP5EceYLmAg/s320/20231216_122713.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Quite acceptable but no Drop Hammer, though at a fairly reasonable pub price of 5.75 probably cheaper than the Drop Hammer would be in a craft beer outlet for a single can.<div><br /><div>I did give the pool a whirl but too much floating debris. I did winkle out this brownie though which went well on the end of my line.<div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4jyripO6N1r8N2WTKVpwPPHa13hX_EXYYy2YhLxwf0NYdpFjk3ZzTqtUznhkdFF_kbx1o3XICktR4bteXTfxltsqBp9Q_vlMCAzSWpmU6iJZ-6Q-Hg2d9J0Ie80-9XBjJqFODjOFPUPK6CwfF7ooYCXUjJtzHgXFmHLHdYmzyE6pLvKg0gVEdQv0dEbU/s6000/DSC_0007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="6000" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4jyripO6N1r8N2WTKVpwPPHa13hX_EXYYy2YhLxwf0NYdpFjk3ZzTqtUznhkdFF_kbx1o3XICktR4bteXTfxltsqBp9Q_vlMCAzSWpmU6iJZ-6Q-Hg2d9J0Ie80-9XBjJqFODjOFPUPK6CwfF7ooYCXUjJtzHgXFmHLHdYmzyE6pLvKg0gVEdQv0dEbU/s320/DSC_0007.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div>Bit more action on the Aquarium, a lot of small stuff but a couple of better roach and dace. Corn and hemp and bait dropper next time I think. Oh, and I'll have to knock up a little bait waiter to hang on the railing as it's a stand up jobbie.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUiUX1pJv1p8Famt9PUXnDeCuECD0jNfuqLzp9ondZG2-X_eQRTNMdoxqQCpSlhNo24km2x2aRAr8zBqf8S2FLhhPXRvqbPEgwm5yNS-EOzkl9GhbGNOck1kz9THVPHwZp1HPIryBj5cXs1nzBqBAHpv13WxmpAQy4rgSMTJj0qpM3n8SnibOXY8yy_wc/s6000/DSC_0004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="6000" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUiUX1pJv1p8Famt9PUXnDeCuECD0jNfuqLzp9ondZG2-X_eQRTNMdoxqQCpSlhNo24km2x2aRAr8zBqf8S2FLhhPXRvqbPEgwm5yNS-EOzkl9GhbGNOck1kz9THVPHwZp1HPIryBj5cXs1nzBqBAHpv13WxmpAQy4rgSMTJj0qpM3n8SnibOXY8yy_wc/s320/DSC_0004.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOC4I7lQX86360Q_LTGkYCXexU9JZ3KPn72Lo3D5WaoqCb1bUZ_SGCbVnKi9ysaOdmebLA8j71XvGD5bBys6-j_zrmdKxW9vVGBNwuXYQyUQlp7SlkRGg8-8cpGOAIo5NJpBBXUbNdeyNU78PAzuz_bm68MogzAozLt7Ue_KtDkIfZ2otJ09mnrj-5sXI/s4923/DSC_0002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2666" data-original-width="4923" height="173" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOC4I7lQX86360Q_LTGkYCXexU9JZ3KPn72Lo3D5WaoqCb1bUZ_SGCbVnKi9ysaOdmebLA8j71XvGD5bBys6-j_zrmdKxW9vVGBNwuXYQyUQlp7SlkRGg8-8cpGOAIo5NJpBBXUbNdeyNU78PAzuz_bm68MogzAozLt7Ue_KtDkIfZ2otJ09mnrj-5sXI/s320/DSC_0002.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><p><br /></p></div></div></div></div>Bureboybloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06517207672662059349noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683449810734617276.post-32754548131674620682023-11-27T19:22:00.000+00:002023-11-27T19:22:19.837+00:00Woke up alive again today<p> 61 yesterday. Don't feel it in my head even if I do do everywhere else. The classic Mousehold Zaks American Diner for a lovely family meal. Nice Lacons lager too. Gonna get me some Frickles next time. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgctDWGcnSGpicpM3Qf0JCNQ5zEXCHKwwGaytEmPBKTZ3jkOIkltlTwj9SZeAxiDkuaHsSGBH6_h-wmlS9eVU5akqSzZqMirRbImOwU0VVUOAcxAuPXTprBYPvEvAW2KzG9fgZw4NGcdXjjgs7mHR1xmBq8gDVey_sBc69IomhAGZOWrixHLrn-CrSigVI/s1927/20231126_165027.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1256" data-original-width="1927" height="209" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgctDWGcnSGpicpM3Qf0JCNQ5zEXCHKwwGaytEmPBKTZ3jkOIkltlTwj9SZeAxiDkuaHsSGBH6_h-wmlS9eVU5akqSzZqMirRbImOwU0VVUOAcxAuPXTprBYPvEvAW2KzG9fgZw4NGcdXjjgs7mHR1xmBq8gDVey_sBc69IomhAGZOWrixHLrn-CrSigVI/s320/20231126_165027.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Anyhoo, woke up alive again this morning so upwards and onwards. Roach to think about catching. Big fat river roach. I blame the Loafer.<p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Bureboybloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06517207672662059349noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683449810734617276.post-54684546885257306422023-11-26T20:59:00.001+00:002023-11-26T21:01:51.801+00:00Getting a few trots in<p>This BureBoi's weekends are mostly spent taking Youngest to football. Beats staying at home and helping Next Eldest with her homework. High school now and the amount they get set is shocking. Two aways this weekend. Aylsham have a very good set up from tots to seniors and a lovely setting. Take cards for the bacon rolls and teas as well. 2 goals for Youngest to take the points</p><p> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyx95Ra395y34nULTTnd4oHydIij14q6tVAEIA-2UEpyzPzhJg1_hvwxPbkEZFR1gGD0WRLg0tn-Uu6R9WuibdM8Q1pcQlTJz38RcuRxlKzOmAjcxu7UTqKd34m9glST7v8KiDdWtpusmanJUKEhPINcD1gYmuAX5xIt8Vd6QKmaUGeErg1qrxNsqCfzY/s2040/IMG-20231125-WA0002.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1148" data-original-width="2040" height="180" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyx95Ra395y34nULTTnd4oHydIij14q6tVAEIA-2UEpyzPzhJg1_hvwxPbkEZFR1gGD0WRLg0tn-Uu6R9WuibdM8Q1pcQlTJz38RcuRxlKzOmAjcxu7UTqKd34m9glST7v8KiDdWtpusmanJUKEhPINcD1gYmuAX5xIt8Vd6QKmaUGeErg1qrxNsqCfzY/s320/IMG-20231125-WA0002.jpg" width="320" /></a></p><p>Shipdham was a very long drive and it was absolutely fooking freezing this morning. No card machine so no hot goodies for me and it was very basic. Bad tempered draw and Youngest got an assist and hit the post. What is this two defenders and keeper in 6 yard box for goal kicks rubbish? All you do is invite a press. That's my sports report for the season. </p><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZlcjpvGc-KoP8WBeJbxoqHPW1DK2m0ddZ6UV65od_0hepCR8JpVp07zOsxvteWDRM1h15wEotxKeFMSfbedRFEys5Fkk-ItOJ41t8CMGyccgPx4CAhyR4tChbHE4ofjuDvjfkoRSE-sL3tgFlCiBuyq21Y4r6MPtyeiJ5a5u5sNyP7BxziGI7nCV6Wtc/s4080/20231126_103932.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2296" data-original-width="4080" height="180" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZlcjpvGc-KoP8WBeJbxoqHPW1DK2m0ddZ6UV65od_0hepCR8JpVp07zOsxvteWDRM1h15wEotxKeFMSfbedRFEys5Fkk-ItOJ41t8CMGyccgPx4CAhyR4tChbHE4ofjuDvjfkoRSE-sL3tgFlCiBuyq21Y4r6MPtyeiJ5a5u5sNyP7BxziGI7nCV6Wtc/s320/20231126_103932.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Which meant little time for fishing. The river did look spot on and I gave it a good go for an hour but not a bite. Again. Car was parked right by the tidal pool and though it was nearly dark and now raining had just six trots back up the eddy before I couldn't see the float any more. This chublet..</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkqPC7iLnC02algOtXCPJ0mBG_Gi5hSQZSpwzEVJ-bxq3RoQGWiEhFqxX0hwAeS0-IhGwtJvMmFSiUX9VzECbA-rBZpTn7qPPRWG7mMhsOfTjkHGVza4pcJEkhOjEpIPJzF1KxWF9puFBBsn6sWG69NNyc_bK0YLGgEycXIaC7kcC9PbEkqWxFanV3Df8/s6000/DSC_0003.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="6000" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkqPC7iLnC02algOtXCPJ0mBG_Gi5hSQZSpwzEVJ-bxq3RoQGWiEhFqxX0hwAeS0-IhGwtJvMmFSiUX9VzECbA-rBZpTn7qPPRWG7mMhsOfTjkHGVza4pcJEkhOjEpIPJzF1KxWF9puFBBsn6sWG69NNyc_bK0YLGgEycXIaC7kcC9PbEkqWxFanV3Df8/s320/DSC_0003.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div><br /></div> a small dace, two nice roach and a decent trout. And a better roach lost.<div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqaL7XqA3XOK7kf2lP8RH7GJbn-pI5mf_2aWHGP3IEr-3mqWo8y5rmbGrHsV6QdWNljyjlQMkmU_FZfjG3Hi3lLcX4gxV1DAmOrybZGIx9X5j7Q97kVOv0hluiwKbjJShmrGJzqaAFOKY_itsTbrabWobX-vzwaz4JIRY-rXhYFb0Y9Ms8pz0w2BacyXE/s4549/DSC_0004.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3443" data-original-width="4549" height="242" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqaL7XqA3XOK7kf2lP8RH7GJbn-pI5mf_2aWHGP3IEr-3mqWo8y5rmbGrHsV6QdWNljyjlQMkmU_FZfjG3Hi3lLcX4gxV1DAmOrybZGIx9X5j7Q97kVOv0hluiwKbjJShmrGJzqaAFOKY_itsTbrabWobX-vzwaz4JIRY-rXhYFb0Y9Ms8pz0w2BacyXE/s320/DSC_0004.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div><br /></div>I'll keep an eye on the flow patterns over the sluices and set about getting amongst those roach again. when it's running right. And I have an hour to spare.Bureboybloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06517207672662059349noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683449810734617276.post-21404736500860903802023-11-12T20:55:00.000+00:002023-11-12T20:55:24.669+00:00A tale of one river, two days<p style="text-align: justify;">I had most of Saturday afternoon free so went prospecting on the Bure. Some decent rudd, roach and perch have been coming out of the tidal round Wroxham but being a Saturday it was packed out, mostly pike boats and Day-Glo orange floats were everywhere. And being tidal the flood run-off was being held back and the moorings were mostly underwater. Corn and worms not required</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUhnK2-y21m2sIZhu7PpbHEqm1Y0Cot1E_t1Tr38URTHx-AQEbuT2Pv0riyXlf8D2lP9d7VV5gFjNetNPS6f15TtK-0JIrKcs0W1emE5V7S-SXA9Q5ZvHkSNkFBsff-jWLjWNSJIVL2B2OB19e7GEQgxMWBileM7U_n6ruj-ceTRj3-fSSxJES00EadBE/s4080/20231111_130037.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2296" data-original-width="4080" height="180" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUhnK2-y21m2sIZhu7PpbHEqm1Y0Cot1E_t1Tr38URTHx-AQEbuT2Pv0riyXlf8D2lP9d7VV5gFjNetNPS6f15TtK-0JIrKcs0W1emE5V7S-SXA9Q5ZvHkSNkFBsff-jWLjWNSJIVL2B2OB19e7GEQgxMWBileM7U_n6ruj-ceTRj3-fSSxJES00EadBE/s320/20231111_130037.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Back up the valley to the town stretch just above the last of the tidal trotting maggot where I'd had my last success but trotting line and depth changes couldn't buy a bite so dropped down 20 yards and three dace in three trots. <div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEPFO7-o0MptFsswt1Qa3XMB5EpChM-RMpQQbykEY8yE0UF0xgAb6k_92bP4S7vqs7dR2aH-i_Ri1ztXMJH0rK7HRT7PL-ByLDLlIDNVT8l1dX8qKAvWFo4M3mU0g-ksZpBrqTlXLcTIi3DsFGtu89W-BqsD8xgtlwphX8vP9BTz6Ecembnupki8RU-7s/s6000/DSC_0005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="6000" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEPFO7-o0MptFsswt1Qa3XMB5EpChM-RMpQQbykEY8yE0UF0xgAb6k_92bP4S7vqs7dR2aH-i_Ri1ztXMJH0rK7HRT7PL-ByLDLlIDNVT8l1dX8qKAvWFo4M3mU0g-ksZpBrqTlXLcTIi3DsFGtu89W-BqsD8xgtlwphX8vP9BTz6Ecembnupki8RU-7s/s320/DSC_0005.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>I coaxed then up with my feed strategy and pretty soon they were under the rod tip. And every drop-in a coconut. Dace twisting in the flow and the roach making me yield line from the pin. I just love the direct feel you get playing a fish off the pin.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw3S5pxaotpSA1Mxmjz9-GzTJiVcD4PZ3GfhdJWsocwohTGrUm4cIO3guXZeLzU2KkilcKk-GcHBl_c91S26PNZ6CWFRdmMb5fjqH8lwrBf88ZJf0_dSLuuQl_LY8npBmlBl-ke9hlL75Egt0mzBqS0J3B9c52i8kit78f35rpOGDeW_lqEgcao5Y9OdU/s6000/DSC_0008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="6000" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw3S5pxaotpSA1Mxmjz9-GzTJiVcD4PZ3GfhdJWsocwohTGrUm4cIO3guXZeLzU2KkilcKk-GcHBl_c91S26PNZ6CWFRdmMb5fjqH8lwrBf88ZJf0_dSLuuQl_LY8npBmlBl-ke9hlL75Egt0mzBqS0J3B9c52i8kit78f35rpOGDeW_lqEgcao5Y9OdU/s320/DSC_0008.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div>Enough action to warrant digging out the neoprene fingerless as my wet hands began to feel a nip for the first time this season. I'd moved behind a treeline and despite the last of the low sun lighting up the beeches I also had to don the big coat.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4PYHXXopF46_C8ThHn2qCipW8JhyxreMaPX5HOWOz9sMmUNNKGGODtSyhq5vrdIu-sog5uhRYa8l0mwspCS78_BmqcdXwf7UXuZAVUcMM0PNBvHvAbrEf2UmnfFrB0RZz1pisBA_4lMvJsZ2OSYmXzYiQcgZM7nwuuROymnUocl-PbtqkZO1M99-G6uk/s5766/DSC_0003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3612" data-original-width="5766" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4PYHXXopF46_C8ThHn2qCipW8JhyxreMaPX5HOWOz9sMmUNNKGGODtSyhq5vrdIu-sog5uhRYa8l0mwspCS78_BmqcdXwf7UXuZAVUcMM0PNBvHvAbrEf2UmnfFrB0RZz1pisBA_4lMvJsZ2OSYmXzYiQcgZM7nwuuROymnUocl-PbtqkZO1M99-G6uk/s320/DSC_0003.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>Not everyone went in the net for a piccy but enough for it to feel quite heavy. Putting this sample back killed the swim and I slid back along the muddy path in the gathering gloom a very happy Bure Boi.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNF6tri6n8-uwEYP5nC4Q8QUl3WG7swVDLKPTmluKaYPB1xyNcD5qh3vOiZRVqpNoGzV0iyvWYWz-rtjag4Vl-s48mX7men4rx4y8lKlA7ex_kyOS_pI4VNWi6s80FyhBSWtRR7uv-zPud_xy8D3E8I11kzNUIQLZMEjGRV5XnVo-lL_nnEG80NDiCqlY/s6000/DSC_0015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="6000" data-original-width="4000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNF6tri6n8-uwEYP5nC4Q8QUl3WG7swVDLKPTmluKaYPB1xyNcD5qh3vOiZRVqpNoGzV0iyvWYWz-rtjag4Vl-s48mX7men4rx4y8lKlA7ex_kyOS_pI4VNWi6s80FyhBSWtRR7uv-zPud_xy8D3E8I11kzNUIQLZMEjGRV5XnVo-lL_nnEG80NDiCqlY/w266-h400/DSC_0015.JPG" width="266" /></a></div><br /><div>Today (Sunday) and I headed further up to the next Mill which was a mistake as it was being run off and the level was down a couple of feet.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtwbLkbc8FP4DefoTyITVWtQYnh5xAw9MQhKSjPdUETxJkQoaS5Si27f42WcYbsrXRri_7Kr78ZpElfAFzx_wmXdWT-a4NfXbQlqPVhQEBPAQXWx7bmlYU1OWA-KohyphenhyphenRowMxlyQVf21TH5TpXDo6C8fcwbrxNuTbeBAAIVP07QRBjI0NEbin0iULnetik/s6000/DSC_0001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="6000" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtwbLkbc8FP4DefoTyITVWtQYnh5xAw9MQhKSjPdUETxJkQoaS5Si27f42WcYbsrXRri_7Kr78ZpElfAFzx_wmXdWT-a4NfXbQlqPVhQEBPAQXWx7bmlYU1OWA-KohyphenhyphenRowMxlyQVf21TH5TpXDo6C8fcwbrxNuTbeBAAIVP07QRBjI0NEbin0iULnetik/s320/DSC_0001.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>I worked hard but nothing took a fancy to my trotted reds or bounced along dendros but I did spend a bit of time watching this (distant) dog otter below my swim.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ0CEwSJu_cw7E0TjP8vAsOc87dzMJ5PKEA0606NT5eWo8H2xWgw6jw0KkKAuWjT8cVRrxTfpX_opfaXaUY2s7FBXX4GNPNiGgJQC42rXwNlefSg180s0NASKOmRHqcNF-uLIqeGQs9Unj_sPz26Y8EXzZXm2QTMCPw7bnC4DvWnrfWWOime6kdA-OqI0/s1973/DSC_0004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1762" data-original-width="1973" height="286" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ0CEwSJu_cw7E0TjP8vAsOc87dzMJ5PKEA0606NT5eWo8H2xWgw6jw0KkKAuWjT8cVRrxTfpX_opfaXaUY2s7FBXX4GNPNiGgJQC42rXwNlefSg180s0NASKOmRHqcNF-uLIqeGQs9Unj_sPz26Y8EXzZXm2QTMCPw7bnC4DvWnrfWWOime6kdA-OqI0/s320/DSC_0004.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p></div>Bureboybloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06517207672662059349noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683449810734617276.post-32409669089941976312023-11-11T20:19:00.002+00:002023-11-11T20:19:59.077+00:00A tale of two trains<p> Tuesday night and heading up the city to see this. I said Tuesday....</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif7_H6tPWyCuNmyBPeotCj2KdKUVFLRJJmu8d8LUYb_Zi-aqWjzzJAkqAo4QHHJCrffGFm7fOtg3xq1d2OOdppg6EXfbmQMX73M73o9TDiumA9aqJybc3zsYGI_EVI6YE0C4lo1bVf6YjLbrm5Yzy7-Gcbe2sREiJIOgVbSaV5yDfHQXQut7oO5Mc1XFE/s1778/IMG-20231108-WA0004.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1778" data-original-width="1064" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif7_H6tPWyCuNmyBPeotCj2KdKUVFLRJJmu8d8LUYb_Zi-aqWjzzJAkqAo4QHHJCrffGFm7fOtg3xq1d2OOdppg6EXfbmQMX73M73o9TDiumA9aqJybc3zsYGI_EVI6YE0C4lo1bVf6YjLbrm5Yzy7-Gcbe2sREiJIOgVbSaV5yDfHQXQut7oO5Mc1XFE/s320/IMG-20231108-WA0004.jpg" width="191" /></a></div><div><br /></div>On the train and everything, going out out etc. (I do like going on a train).<div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglTsWH7rT9QDWn2EMoKtuJ64A0Sa0BX2636RXbYErjueQQH_Au7QQKsMIiTu5lzYB4_wIQcFdCnm3ZesIhcNmLwQCHf79pLezngDNBefmmQ3xGpqeOcTLqbr0QONh88gMS4jNJgnK_hLpspbO8__4sSKbay06jnHAyEXSaxbkljp7dRtB8SEEq1neuzrI/s1080/facebook_1699730268969_7129185466060129153.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglTsWH7rT9QDWn2EMoKtuJ64A0Sa0BX2636RXbYErjueQQH_Au7QQKsMIiTu5lzYB4_wIQcFdCnm3ZesIhcNmLwQCHf79pLezngDNBefmmQ3xGpqeOcTLqbr0QONh88gMS4jNJgnK_hLpspbO8__4sSKbay06jnHAyEXSaxbkljp7dRtB8SEEq1neuzrI/s320/facebook_1699730268969_7129185466060129153.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Someone pointed out the date. I was going tomorrow (Wednesday). What to do? Coach and Horses till the next train back. Pint of Chalk Hill Brewery CHB and then one of TAP for £8 all in.<div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSf-6BKjtmlxlHilD8KNvUgW9pkxfai0U-5geYWGGK2YBjUye1VIH8zwpk-BbpnGnsO9GZphcIHXSf6ZZdr6soTENGtzX3KkF2eD3ZvaIHsE34aI8OEq7XEyHP4LlINTNg4wmuZkvDf5y4AuDALcjKwH2RxrbEIt5de0jXbx25d6cT7blKtlWAWREE48E/s2040/IMG-20231108-WA0006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2040" data-original-width="1148" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSf-6BKjtmlxlHilD8KNvUgW9pkxfai0U-5geYWGGK2YBjUye1VIH8zwpk-BbpnGnsO9GZphcIHXSf6ZZdr6soTENGtzX3KkF2eD3ZvaIHsE34aI8OEq7XEyHP4LlINTNg4wmuZkvDf5y4AuDALcjKwH2RxrbEIt5de0jXbx25d6cT7blKtlWAWREE48E/s320/IMG-20231108-WA0006.jpg" width="180" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Now it's Wednesday. Meet the Eldest in the Artichoke as Norwich's smallest pub (Malt and Mardle) unsurprisingly is full. Arti lager is £5. Not bad and we had two. Mostly discussed the hateful Braveman. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAYXQd1ewJR_R8P7dJFI5Y9QSYNmimMqxAj7a0WWUqhvszLJgtkCtpqaWJk9ezRD9Wb-bLZp-OfE0is6k-1yqv0rzSSq4CUzTF06Bvmmhebyn9YXqQ5gd5s-M6Sg3F5JkRyUA1K7yHApR-6b3yJjw9HYLa20eOa8NNhQpUFXJXvaJrC0bdUsB0vvG5NB4/s4080/20231109_193753.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4080" data-original-width="2296" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAYXQd1ewJR_R8P7dJFI5Y9QSYNmimMqxAj7a0WWUqhvszLJgtkCtpqaWJk9ezRD9Wb-bLZp-OfE0is6k-1yqv0rzSSq4CUzTF06Bvmmhebyn9YXqQ5gd5s-M6Sg3F5JkRyUA1K7yHApR-6b3yJjw9HYLa20eOa8NNhQpUFXJXvaJrC0bdUsB0vvG5NB4/s320/20231109_193753.jpg" width="180" /></a></div><br /><div>Epic Studios and to the bar. Pint of Stella. £6.80. How much? <span> No thanks, I can get 4 pint cans for less. What's yer cheapest? AKB Hells for £6.</span></div><div><span> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEju-5yy-o95kqMuJ46snoDAMOMTNn4WsmVRA007LaZCOtaw2lKBlE97icYFFTIrbigdQIQdwQFhKKUUorso8np2ejBi_FuAO_-xWf_jzRv8kyDO1NlfShyjs5FE8k_glPIX4WFu3xmZyMJgL25flGfb69ozvSkjI5bKAey6-CkIWYFQNXkedpAp5fZUQL0/s4080/20231109_213851.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4080" data-original-width="2296" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEju-5yy-o95kqMuJ46snoDAMOMTNn4WsmVRA007LaZCOtaw2lKBlE97icYFFTIrbigdQIQdwQFhKKUUorso8np2ejBi_FuAO_-xWf_jzRv8kyDO1NlfShyjs5FE8k_glPIX4WFu3xmZyMJgL25flGfb69ozvSkjI5bKAey6-CkIWYFQNXkedpAp5fZUQL0/s320/20231109_213851.jpg" width="180" /></a></div></span></div><div><span>Jah Wobble? A big bloke with a big face. Proper Cockney showman. He did spend a lot of time playing his bass sitting down as he was old he said. And so were most of us. </span></div><div><span><br /></span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiD9STbTiR07uNhop4JqkyKTKFkdwT0yjQrTL-BBmCHSeOnds4xqImzrtPPeLIH20TLdAwEWQHj2DfA0uG_OlIZc96SEcs5agKZJRtncb0ZqfnnQVUTv74Rx39z65CoFvC88dzSLGGGYu6sVBJ3DxMakJAkvSh4TwjM3QZcHUoU2tEHtsin1MlPuEMzInY/s1080/facebook_1699566651456_7128499204472086004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="608" data-original-width="1080" height="180" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiD9STbTiR07uNhop4JqkyKTKFkdwT0yjQrTL-BBmCHSeOnds4xqImzrtPPeLIH20TLdAwEWQHj2DfA0uG_OlIZc96SEcs5agKZJRtncb0ZqfnnQVUTv74Rx39z65CoFvC88dzSLGGGYu6sVBJ3DxMakJAkvSh4TwjM3QZcHUoU2tEHtsin1MlPuEMzInY/s320/facebook_1699566651456_7128499204472086004.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /></div><div><span>Poptones a stand out for me</span></div><div><span><br /></span></div><div><div class="ujudUb" jsname="U8S5sf" style="background-color: white; color: #202124; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 12px;"><span jsname="YS01Ge">Drive to the forest in a Japanese car </span><span jsname="YS01Ge">The smell of rubber on country tar. </span><span jsname="YS01Ge">Hindsight done me no good</span><br aria-hidden="true" /><span jsname="YS01Ge">Standing naked in this back of the woods </span>The cassette played poptones I can't forget the impression you made you left a hole in the back of my head I don't like hiding in this foliage and peat It's wet and I'm losing my body heat </div><div class="ujudUb" jsname="U8S5sf" style="background-color: white; color: #202124; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 12px;">Back to the station crossing the Wensum on Fye Bridge</div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjff5rDO1c-3o8mOUz714-duSo4BuzHeXtFIS7P6J-VfrryNDVBIRpR7SDAf16Xv8MtGtyDYgJFSWniQ4OBhu30k1OHkr1LaMLS0akkj-DiSFXTxhPuykQTrlhMqW805Uhqy1YhcAcnai5eCoXzH8HECiu73o_wrkbIQ4FPD3vTxFN_C5n_DeXnAOfcvDQ/s2804/20231109_220652.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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By miles. Several meadows wide anyway, as far as I could see anyway. So the rods stayed in the Charabanc and I made do with a pint and scratchings in the Anchor.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGE-5-ItNpsdTPIOvqsDjDR_nqlNwYfgNdlNHcEEZ3Of4MnI_s7hsI_goLNiHziqON_VkjY70NLsSE-y5cTivI6uq2BpCAgzzFqTMRiDYwPa5XF8l5IJQk-Sq-dYc5cSFB_npL_x6opV_pdpb900uk2BPznk8zDah-SLIk32XsPVcRbnMjbCwhP9-d5U0/s4080/20231105_151107.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4080" data-original-width="2296" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGE-5-ItNpsdTPIOvqsDjDR_nqlNwYfgNdlNHcEEZ3Of4MnI_s7hsI_goLNiHziqON_VkjY70NLsSE-y5cTivI6uq2BpCAgzzFqTMRiDYwPa5XF8l5IJQk-Sq-dYc5cSFB_npL_x6opV_pdpb900uk2BPznk8zDah-SLIk32XsPVcRbnMjbCwhP9-d5U0/s320/20231105_151107.jpg" width="180" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhVSFRxHbkzKMqABlgo7ZcwL5oT6B6uSqZJ9rgBf1p3Bnp05v-cG4gPfJeMqrnLYFpguWDw6bBXrRZ9WHALewVHjJgQXm7K48Tp-7epSqpdwQwRZ_T7u9X87dl-FylhxI52TwmlPDvEbSbtia_O__IXC4o2ac1n6hwWYTOUXHK6188WkAwzzMK5IJswNk/s4080/20231105_145516.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2296" data-original-width="4080" height="180" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhVSFRxHbkzKMqABlgo7ZcwL5oT6B6uSqZJ9rgBf1p3Bnp05v-cG4gPfJeMqrnLYFpguWDw6bBXrRZ9WHALewVHjJgQXm7K48Tp-7epSqpdwQwRZ_T7u9X87dl-FylhxI52TwmlPDvEbSbtia_O__IXC4o2ac1n6hwWYTOUXHK6188WkAwzzMK5IJswNk/s320/20231105_145516.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Said rods remained recumbent in the Charabanc for a 'just in case' which was just as well as a 'just in case' clear, within bank upper reaches of a Norfolk chalk stream was on my well earned shorter day commute home. Urban, but chalk. The clarity in the low, bright sun conditions would mean searching out darker (deeper) water. So clear you'd swear there were no fish in the stretch.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh963jAuJO7oJl9R0yCgod90UEeMgRnyMVDRe1y-kP_Et55dCdLWGj1KQRPymnMdi2a30tFjx5eRISSePo89X6WVAFVVC80cfInXWFMl3MvPC460fPaeEL9h4tqr5nsTcFh6WnmrwmeYhNnQRYoGzixYBeimBDjnBFXorhCDBzmrl7FSoHmkQgcyNlfzyg/s5848/DSC_0008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3760" data-original-width="5848" height="206" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh963jAuJO7oJl9R0yCgod90UEeMgRnyMVDRe1y-kP_Et55dCdLWGj1KQRPymnMdi2a30tFjx5eRISSePo89X6WVAFVVC80cfInXWFMl3MvPC460fPaeEL9h4tqr5nsTcFh6WnmrwmeYhNnQRYoGzixYBeimBDjnBFXorhCDBzmrl7FSoHmkQgcyNlfzyg/s320/DSC_0008.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">A small handful of red and white grubs followed up with two impaled on a #16 B560 trotted on a 2 swan chubber told otherwise. Legions of these gorgeous fantastically painted wild brownies beat any nearby roach or dace to them every time. I did loose count and only one spot was biteless. Need to find the roach and dace next time.</div></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjiZVvMkWXnvjxvyU_430QkPvOXot3U5wR7g1TWYtMMp9_oAh_LBCFUXMYtveQBbFOAxs31kBa-ojdAmqyWsG84KUTdsgqb6qXTPRIMOf4M42MCPfBvKYz1CcKEiaSTRdGeuun_1ev_rbAeZo2TWDIDWUQEdoKGcWMrbYaX9kTtY0EqfuYg1uhrV810s4/s5085/DSC_0011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2666" data-original-width="5085" height="168" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjiZVvMkWXnvjxvyU_430QkPvOXot3U5wR7g1TWYtMMp9_oAh_LBCFUXMYtveQBbFOAxs31kBa-ojdAmqyWsG84KUTdsgqb6qXTPRIMOf4M42MCPfBvKYz1CcKEiaSTRdGeuun_1ev_rbAeZo2TWDIDWUQEdoKGcWMrbYaX9kTtY0EqfuYg1uhrV810s4/s320/DSC_0011.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs-HYhl-Fh_NCSNsVBiaA-e5OMO6BobLtfzrBHxry3HZZ6OMBLh03yibePdeu4s7p67wGot84MR2jUy37SRbWCzqfDGNin2MA4klcEoYSUQiklkDMbBqV3abB3eOjoFP1EHJwDZTfq8xLpuL8FtGXh-o1IuYcqX4OKdTCQCUuVUVnrnVh273-mY1odh7k/s4843/DSC_0016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3783" data-original-width="4843" height="250" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs-HYhl-Fh_NCSNsVBiaA-e5OMO6BobLtfzrBHxry3HZZ6OMBLh03yibePdeu4s7p67wGot84MR2jUy37SRbWCzqfDGNin2MA4klcEoYSUQiklkDMbBqV3abB3eOjoFP1EHJwDZTfq8xLpuL8FtGXh-o1IuYcqX4OKdTCQCUuVUVnrnVh273-mY1odh7k/s320/DSC_0016.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3XbqSwnyYSL4KTVcfjyiK52lUtEaZLzGoD5UOW3r13IZ1OkmrryHodr7yILyBTKPrZyhe-xkedyMMbXI_PLGzy8t1gHaVn3H1poAsX56SC266OQKVvUOVLUjLUP_6fKYpKFbPWDxgunsE-LUErXhYvqYqjC0hvu566YZc8oBA4dB-EsGZg1q90vxXSio/s6000/DSC_0012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="6000" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3XbqSwnyYSL4KTVcfjyiK52lUtEaZLzGoD5UOW3r13IZ1OkmrryHodr7yILyBTKPrZyhe-xkedyMMbXI_PLGzy8t1gHaVn3H1poAsX56SC266OQKVvUOVLUjLUP_6fKYpKFbPWDxgunsE-LUErXhYvqYqjC0hvu566YZc8oBA4dB-EsGZg1q90vxXSio/s320/DSC_0012.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxjxfUEmUfa-Xo3k_2y0ETr3DdMgLk1orNyEjQjdWvOU_leQ33Um8vjXaAcH5KB3LuxPCRPxTCYDV83JmBytR65U0qoX68yqBjBdNyFHsfo6y1vnbzZM33BJgdPdE_5UHodHJnG2ZWIvZuR_N_mdNgbXmfKs0Ro9-VhV0eD1GYVAS3qXFDad24EB7azHM/s4947/DSC_0018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2666" data-original-width="4947" height="172" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxjxfUEmUfa-Xo3k_2y0ETr3DdMgLk1orNyEjQjdWvOU_leQ33Um8vjXaAcH5KB3LuxPCRPxTCYDV83JmBytR65U0qoX68yqBjBdNyFHsfo6y1vnbzZM33BJgdPdE_5UHodHJnG2ZWIvZuR_N_mdNgbXmfKs0Ro9-VhV0eD1GYVAS3qXFDad24EB7azHM/s320/DSC_0018.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">It wasn't that long a session but just long enough to miss most of the carnage of heroic Maxwell's demolition of an Afghanistan who must have thought a highly unlikely skittling out of Australia was within their grasp. 202 not out, mostly whilst rooted to the spot racked by dreadful cramp.</div></div><div><div><br /></div></div>Bureboybloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06517207672662059349noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683449810734617276.post-46845939456092304192023-10-28T20:57:00.005+01:002023-10-28T20:57:55.218+01:00Changing places<p style="text-align: justify;">Fancied a trot, and a new row of bushes to look at. Had some better than usual Dangling Indirect maggots, dendros and hemp but only used the maggots. Fished above the last mill on the tidal, river still up and pushing though but steady. Scared off a poxy cormorant on the way up the stretch, not many spots opened up so came back down to where the Black Death had been working, mainly because there was a steadier glide and someone had cleared a small gap. There was a slacker pool across but this was shallower and I'd not bought a fixed spool, just the pin.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Bites straight off but only from a short length of the glide. Dace at first and then some nice roach including this dog roach which had an escape from the Black Death</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHHDKxbh4j0JngR1lqTfL2l3ShwIGniRkJyks_ccJJ_Y4lZ3pBS0_ilTa-eLlN_YB0kUcriMEdZWAkGu8wdvUl_U7_7Nk5rTvXWswd34Al1-xrEFD1hfsJlAZyaXHuN5cqEIWdLQ9IUpJpufVDwHk6lVIyK_Hsh-sV6VM5JKEm-4hRj12e_Kn34YYWpzE/s4779/DSC_0002.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2667" data-original-width="4779" height="179" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHHDKxbh4j0JngR1lqTfL2l3ShwIGniRkJyks_ccJJ_Y4lZ3pBS0_ilTa-eLlN_YB0kUcriMEdZWAkGu8wdvUl_U7_7Nk5rTvXWswd34Al1-xrEFD1hfsJlAZyaXHuN5cqEIWdLQ9IUpJpufVDwHk6lVIyK_Hsh-sV6VM5JKEm-4hRj12e_Kn34YYWpzE/s320/DSC_0002.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><p>I'd get a few then have to ring the changes depth wise to get a few more. It's really nice playing better roach in a good flow on the pin.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFBrLTHLb3U3N5CpQHCbJh1_GbXDeBbRZ1JglJ3pBj_y95zZQiyL-BPdRhcs2gP1GhWMcm-wIb2U4auQGdNVfjmN7fL5DPehyphenhyphenHX9dKeo0aZjtNHLsXzlVn24toOTnVnr-7vqfcf0aPUURMhakoW8KNFzcC5BTEum0t4TAjQMJNyrj6f_C32XIXD7-Rofc/s6000/DSC_0006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="6000" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFBrLTHLb3U3N5CpQHCbJh1_GbXDeBbRZ1JglJ3pBj_y95zZQiyL-BPdRhcs2gP1GhWMcm-wIb2U4auQGdNVfjmN7fL5DPehyphenhyphenHX9dKeo0aZjtNHLsXzlVn24toOTnVnr-7vqfcf0aPUURMhakoW8KNFzcC5BTEum0t4TAjQMJNyrj6f_C32XIXD7-Rofc/s320/DSC_0006.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div>There were fish over in the shallow bay and a pike or two chasing them and I guess they'd come into the glide for refuge. I'd like to come back with some caster/worm slop as that has tempted some bigger roach and very decent perch in the past, and have a few into dusk sessions with bread on the tip.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXbzyZcq0rcYhaAKiu9bukf-UaRaiQja214BiO2xw0vtzzw4eIyqPDQ1c0lXEHcPfnU64ATc368cwIXoyY0Uzi9_3E7eYT04G77wC5lAVbNmWPL8maud_dgpil1hUdjfca0atSwMghd5_3S2GkGmrpFPFTbb0FmpKZ3W4r_ukkXPoMPUDu0eLpKUrxlqU/s2989/DSC_0010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2913" data-original-width="2989" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXbzyZcq0rcYhaAKiu9bukf-UaRaiQja214BiO2xw0vtzzw4eIyqPDQ1c0lXEHcPfnU64ATc368cwIXoyY0Uzi9_3E7eYT04G77wC5lAVbNmWPL8maud_dgpil1hUdjfca0atSwMghd5_3S2GkGmrpFPFTbb0FmpKZ3W4r_ukkXPoMPUDu0eLpKUrxlqU/s320/DSC_0010.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaSWpXGwRCT6Bo4mEVhju-x84og9siYHTzv0dTOrACjlJrg36Q4pcuDdntqzhAB3ivuYThXw3zgjF_ilpx4AnZrlV2JeSvShnFXTgvHf2sGUq0i0g7VmERRYv6KR1fnAG8TEcIUUYwdRctP51CpTJVEGNSciCqtDbaWvStevOZ6L2wPfAhziLTTGgAUiQ/s6000/DSC_0011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="6000" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaSWpXGwRCT6Bo4mEVhju-x84og9siYHTzv0dTOrACjlJrg36Q4pcuDdntqzhAB3ivuYThXw3zgjF_ilpx4AnZrlV2JeSvShnFXTgvHf2sGUq0i0g7VmERRYv6KR1fnAG8TEcIUUYwdRctP51CpTJVEGNSciCqtDbaWvStevOZ6L2wPfAhziLTTGgAUiQ/s320/DSC_0011.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggSnPQ8s53juhHnfItWBTVLkK-jK2NowoF1eotfl6M0TsVAV7KCMMpP2DHfW92f2F7ZRf3KexYoahabkNZitVK2SSVOIDxXZPRYASA5tgiD7bD5DV4sLgWb2qd84Dc6QbT25kmUWa5T33VITt730ndXOaR1o9G3GFUgVryi9wEMRx1_xx5eGDdQf3k0T8/s5154/DSC_0012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3645" data-original-width="5154" height="226" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggSnPQ8s53juhHnfItWBTVLkK-jK2NowoF1eotfl6M0TsVAV7KCMMpP2DHfW92f2F7ZRf3KexYoahabkNZitVK2SSVOIDxXZPRYASA5tgiD7bD5DV4sLgWb2qd84Dc6QbT25kmUWa5T33VITt730ndXOaR1o9G3GFUgVryi9wEMRx1_xx5eGDdQf3k0T8/s320/DSC_0012.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div><br /></div><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><br /><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Bureboybloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06517207672662059349noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683449810734617276.post-48253866658388244652023-10-22T19:37:00.004+01:002023-10-22T20:04:52.799+01:00Piking it was<p style="text-align: justify;">Rivers might have been ok (full and brown but not a raging torrent) but I didn't have any lobs to drown so headed off to Golden Pond. Seems I got as caught out by the heat of the sun as much as England did yesterday, pathetic excuse for a pathetic shower) and I shed as much clothing as decency allowed in full sight of the road. Sardines popped up over the silt was the plan.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9azvPNq0SOmZpdqQ6lXj9oi79ZmGrRGByiPYbXrYLo7b8gJpNhQpEXn0zB16eD98PeB94n5y1PcMFtldATEnp4gFcKXYTRrKJA1kh4poUB3hULVCCSsJOx3qH_Y8EgI9T2kXkHAwWI88ceBIzkRxZUiSBU2IaHuUqgH_af1HpLqH9yQHx1fqCkEa_tgU/s6000/DSC_0003.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="6000" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9azvPNq0SOmZpdqQ6lXj9oi79ZmGrRGByiPYbXrYLo7b8gJpNhQpEXn0zB16eD98PeB94n5y1PcMFtldATEnp4gFcKXYTRrKJA1kh4poUB3hULVCCSsJOx3qH_Y8EgI9T2kXkHAwWI88ceBIzkRxZUiSBU2IaHuUqgH_af1HpLqH9yQHx1fqCkEa_tgU/s320/DSC_0003.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><p style="text-align: justify;">The slit was quiet handy as I saw the shape of a pike puff up under the 20gm Esox float which began to slide to the right. Quite a good scrap; even with the trapped in a car door sawn off rods (3lb tc before the loss of a foot). 8 or so pounds, lightly hooked that took it's revenge with the first raker rash of the 'winter'.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdjVFizmAsWGiRzjD4Ijywu3sSMQklafURdMtmYd4eZmk_48NmJS5G5vNrKjZHKqEXenpXqBGKpLNx9loUHaYSnx2M8S0qyQSqKc7fB3Hq505ynJN_LouppRPBtInfm4xR7riyTDztfUkwVi7_EzY-eP4S-N7lEmKcSD1rAHIkGzesIxOdQ2l7_n5Gla4/s6000/DSC_0002.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="6000" data-original-width="4000" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdjVFizmAsWGiRzjD4Ijywu3sSMQklafURdMtmYd4eZmk_48NmJS5G5vNrKjZHKqEXenpXqBGKpLNx9loUHaYSnx2M8S0qyQSqKc7fB3Hq505ynJN_LouppRPBtInfm4xR7riyTDztfUkwVi7_EzY-eP4S-N7lEmKcSD1rAHIkGzesIxOdQ2l7_n5Gla4/s320/DSC_0002.JPG" width="213" /></a></div><p style="text-align: justify;">Had a couple of trembles on the close in rod which didn't develop and that was it. Chased off a cormorant and was treated to a zephyr of long tailed tits as I packed up. Known hereabouts as bum barrels. </p><p style="text-align: justify;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><br /></p>Bureboybloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06517207672662059349noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683449810734617276.post-3055493216398978012023-10-21T08:37:00.002+01:002023-10-21T08:37:36.352+01:00Forgotten fungi<p>Fungi got boring overnight the kids said so we did something else. Then I got the last hour on a dropping river. Had to fish for bites but found a few below "my" bend. I'd probably have had more with a mini feeder but I like to trot when I can.</p><p>Standard roach and dace. Nothing nettable but lovely bright fish. Here's a few.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEQhQhXPpBaZ8gBjpnBm738XFEpaehJ2L_9kra155tSA7bHHhVwGKf93XU86Bt3nheY1RL66WNH81Kq6oOT9X8yZSrtx_7FgfwcLALNmYzvHKvGS4PmPKhfDwccZBr3VKgvHCtIyIqb3i1FBGtD9Nbs9dHJpqmbzJAGulOM-Q_KgY6IfP1-4BtMoUMqCc/s6000/DSC_0004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="6000" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEQhQhXPpBaZ8gBjpnBm738XFEpaehJ2L_9kra155tSA7bHHhVwGKf93XU86Bt3nheY1RL66WNH81Kq6oOT9X8yZSrtx_7FgfwcLALNmYzvHKvGS4PmPKhfDwccZBr3VKgvHCtIyIqb3i1FBGtD9Nbs9dHJpqmbzJAGulOM-Q_KgY6IfP1-4BtMoUMqCc/s320/DSC_0004.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiROefJogOAh8cY3i_C7En-_tZeyMCRXurwBSLVF5evfOn4k2mRrt82NGKD4r8UlcbrMLob0R133iWKiJNweHl79rfF1edkAGcj38glniXsvtzKQRo5tPIxgTeLCgtHAn6W-mL9gcENKmopJk8w0ampE3zjUkVY0_HlO0lxbuhnG9or2W-s8XlpWIx8bEk/s5044/DSC_0002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2925" data-original-width="5044" height="186" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiROefJogOAh8cY3i_C7En-_tZeyMCRXurwBSLVF5evfOn4k2mRrt82NGKD4r8UlcbrMLob0R133iWKiJNweHl79rfF1edkAGcj38glniXsvtzKQRo5tPIxgTeLCgtHAn6W-mL9gcENKmopJk8w0ampE3zjUkVY0_HlO0lxbuhnG9or2W-s8XlpWIx8bEk/s320/DSC_0002.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div><br /></div>That was last week. Missed a mild dry window midweek. Now bloody Babet has put somewhat of a damper on things. Possibly still water piking tomorrow.<p><br /></p>Bureboybloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06517207672662059349noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683449810734617276.post-16740928681676347772023-10-14T20:40:00.000+01:002023-10-14T20:40:07.962+01:00Get the big coat out<p>River still bombing through so headed down to Golden Pond to let my arms recover from a double flu/covid jab attack. Mean wind so Big Coat over the bib 'n' braces </p><p>Fished back to the gate with sardines wafting above the silt (in theory), twitched back, varying spots tried to no avail.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBvdKR3bt99kAzNgHnNTyuepJf6R5MV6WOU08BpdPsGPl6QbFyc7sVCQTyn61mkZTxG9eS4o6R__vCjd6JOi7-dw9svRI1NXoSqIpfQtcPPLyEh9Mq98KfI-Ps48kYVqrMXeLrHMi6SzK1nMkWq1AHIzv9lqsgobAt8YOwGt0XxYwjiUlcGUUAewAgCjE/s3056/20231014_154608.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3056" data-original-width="3056" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBvdKR3bt99kAzNgHnNTyuepJf6R5MV6WOU08BpdPsGPl6QbFyc7sVCQTyn61mkZTxG9eS4o6R__vCjd6JOi7-dw9svRI1NXoSqIpfQtcPPLyEh9Mq98KfI-Ps48kYVqrMXeLrHMi6SzK1nMkWq1AHIzv9lqsgobAt8YOwGt0XxYwjiUlcGUUAewAgCjE/s320/20231014_154608.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Went for a wonder on the warmer side looking for toadstools when I'd had enough, some fish rooting round in the pads but no suitable tackle with me.<div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3UOSJJ7n_TS0o7RY7_2rBOgwk_WfyqZ0VEZl_OTznJhyphenhyphenXrJwpuSrGF1Au84o2fG6fEyKb3kOHUDw9-k0mfOlAGDwTH6SJuswRzvmndEFloLDUd_mIW3F7Fb46k3sN58mtewQLl5AVoQok_VvFNUWd9_oNTEX10J-DWiEhkpaPWD2ZQcgrRB306GSMrl4/s3758/DSC_0012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3346" data-original-width="3758" height="285" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3UOSJJ7n_TS0o7RY7_2rBOgwk_WfyqZ0VEZl_OTznJhyphenhyphenXrJwpuSrGF1Au84o2fG6fEyKb3kOHUDw9-k0mfOlAGDwTH6SJuswRzvmndEFloLDUd_mIW3F7Fb46k3sN58mtewQLl5AVoQok_VvFNUWd9_oNTEX10J-DWiEhkpaPWD2ZQcgrRB306GSMrl4/s320/DSC_0012.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvInNFI3BvlVGSBGY6JaDIkGQsYVXm1QbGTo7dfc7yszyxhmQcC2dmdG1potEgTGm5KlCWUlfJFUnqjH4T0yk4EVYhRkeBcrOEymhoK3yPt6vYhcMuGsuZGEeWpxX7bbgIuXQyFX-Egc4egvmc3ZVnX2H316_NYIhWF6maJFUPPzSJVTuawBY5PR0tjoM/s6000/DSC_0008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4000" data-original-width="6000" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvInNFI3BvlVGSBGY6JaDIkGQsYVXm1QbGTo7dfc7yszyxhmQcC2dmdG1potEgTGm5KlCWUlfJFUnqjH4T0yk4EVYhRkeBcrOEymhoK3yPt6vYhcMuGsuZGEeWpxX7bbgIuXQyFX-Egc4egvmc3ZVnX2H316_NYIhWF6maJFUPPzSJVTuawBY5PR0tjoM/s320/DSC_0008.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9c3FsJizuxvvMJinNIeYs1_bMDsHFT8y7dL2gWWDTGgz8wZ_rhBSqQroQR7d5b0bBuwz7qMTES7c7rLZC9RUol_Pk_eMNsMhMrcu0qS-PPijThy7pinXOhe5kBpVYDspOn7m4jI_4Rkv-pUGJGLj1ZEwyvTQqN5gYmguHS17Q94urHDkgMbnKoNcz4qw/s3056/1000007471-01.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3056" data-original-width="3056" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9c3FsJizuxvvMJinNIeYs1_bMDsHFT8y7dL2gWWDTGgz8wZ_rhBSqQroQR7d5b0bBuwz7qMTES7c7rLZC9RUol_Pk_eMNsMhMrcu0qS-PPijThy7pinXOhe5kBpVYDspOn7m4jI_4Rkv-pUGJGLj1ZEwyvTQqN5gYmguHS17Q94urHDkgMbnKoNcz4qw/s320/1000007471-01.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div>The Little Uns want to look for some toadstools tomorrow having seen these</div><div>.<br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div> </div></div>Bureboybloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06517207672662059349noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683449810734617276.post-91895433102491195672023-10-08T20:53:00.006+01:002023-10-08T20:53:54.339+01:00Another roll of the dace.<p>Thought about the canal and rudd but time was tight so back to the Mill, as has been the case the last two trips the pool swim was taken so on to the bend. After the bend lots of near bank to bank reeds and ribbon weed.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh85QtngV11L62tIyqZxj1wtDu12NZI-LVlmCqrqdjVX6W4rcIzAVKmD6XBqAJesBLhXnAUB6xMXGt0GHp152jNzqPawEJVCe7owJi1D13MEmq_izcPZmeasRsNh5J2m2Hs9e6qF8k-pQIDU10vw3XivwiuT5R4_unI3VODgNelc2MtL-K7FpuVe-DyECs/s5848/DSC_0012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3760" data-original-width="5848" height="206" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh85QtngV11L62tIyqZxj1wtDu12NZI-LVlmCqrqdjVX6W4rcIzAVKmD6XBqAJesBLhXnAUB6xMXGt0GHp152jNzqPawEJVCe7owJi1D13MEmq_izcPZmeasRsNh5J2m2Hs9e6qF8k-pQIDU10vw3XivwiuT5R4_unI3VODgNelc2MtL-K7FpuVe-DyECs/s320/DSC_0012.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div><br /></div>No wind and the fish seemed more spread out but I was hampered by: a large loop and knot unseen when I packed up last night. Struggling to see to join the line again with a blood knot then realising I'd missed out the butt ring. Then one of those impossible tangles between tip and next ring. Surprisingly I kept my temper.<div><br /></div><div>Most trots a bite, most bites a fish. Mostly dace with just two roach and a pike that let go again.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3Un50ujHq3SaGhlMHa4K-QnHWZ8iPwrqn3GrfGaCxSyW3DxqrGLXhyTbrJDk87Z2Q89ulMK_P0HhWTVytNRapCUluAgd3alfXSMCVlYBCg5lcPpPRpERwBU0DjtPXpqASnsxkQk2vYEqVf0IdiTwugbE0bUwUZGn7q1yxgSZheG-Yw7Ohg4vw1hkAxEI/s5026/DSC_0011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2902" data-original-width="5026" height="185" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3Un50ujHq3SaGhlMHa4K-QnHWZ8iPwrqn3GrfGaCxSyW3DxqrGLXhyTbrJDk87Z2Q89ulMK_P0HhWTVytNRapCUluAgd3alfXSMCVlYBCg5lcPpPRpERwBU0DjtPXpqASnsxkQk2vYEqVf0IdiTwugbE0bUwUZGn7q1yxgSZheG-Yw7Ohg4vw1hkAxEI/s320/DSC_0011.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWb8qRvMUNZPaEbGyrOImCWIq5ArOmyV0dvc5YHbJvpsCwCCSDGVj9gMBooLVfi20xqv5Bg2V-ogoBihqyEFb-k4P_PRXTw4xGYiRhnH-reBYB1_vpJsfoIbheR986kyphGNpNecgI8PQkmWvtA6gCutBtZJ_K8-wwC4-GP09Vvg7YqFnITVNtet_-DBQ/s4969/DSC_0017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3392" data-original-width="4969" height="218" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWb8qRvMUNZPaEbGyrOImCWIq5ArOmyV0dvc5YHbJvpsCwCCSDGVj9gMBooLVfi20xqv5Bg2V-ogoBihqyEFb-k4P_PRXTw4xGYiRhnH-reBYB1_vpJsfoIbheR986kyphGNpNecgI8PQkmWvtA6gCutBtZJ_K8-wwC4-GP09Vvg7YqFnITVNtet_-DBQ/s320/DSC_0017.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div>Proper dark before 645. Still very mild. Little owl in the back garden when I got home.</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqITvOddEdI0N6GI3BHrT3lYuJ1XdQdEGMnr_hiEzhuxIdXU6qRsnMC86vnvGu_PrBoECJOfay890JUGlhykEKcpA_GbA0J_XX1jB-9ozeaBHBo6DOgXoFS-DtunbvbavIJPZsZRVKCEICMJ48OOW8MQ87lGTfucuRc1OrVwTWWhAr-tmGm0ZZzkMsZXI/s6000/DSC_0018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2787" data-original-width="6000" height="186" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqITvOddEdI0N6GI3BHrT3lYuJ1XdQdEGMnr_hiEzhuxIdXU6qRsnMC86vnvGu_PrBoECJOfay890JUGlhykEKcpA_GbA0J_XX1jB-9ozeaBHBo6DOgXoFS-DtunbvbavIJPZsZRVKCEICMJ48OOW8MQ87lGTfucuRc1OrVwTWWhAr-tmGm0ZZzkMsZXI/w400-h186/DSC_0018.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div><br /></div><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Bureboybloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06517207672662059349noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683449810734617276.post-22437552885754582082023-10-07T20:48:00.001+01:002023-10-07T20:48:36.963+01:00Mixed bag<p style="text-align: justify;">Thought it only polite to use pleasant chap's bait so headed back to the mill after chores, two not so pleasant chaps beerily belligerent about fishing the private stretch so left them to it and settled in a bit up from yesterday. Fresh 4lb bs Maxima on the pin and dace from the off, it went a bit quiet when a small but persistent pike moved in but he/she must have got bored and things picked up again. Red or white maggot, they weren't fussy. The smallest dace were in fact micro-chublets, the biggest dace very plump. I had two small perch. one was oddly coloured round the head, red and purple. Two roach and a rudd to complete the set.</p><p style="text-align: justify;">Here's a few I kept for a net shot including the reddish perch.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTYy_caG-UT4HOA0I2U_-8e3JhAzKM-u6GYl2vDDPs9dszWONamLTBofzr4Jt_NeavHRXZUNf27HWqYfaLgHV-ewWF6oZAjaB9r5G5su-rLl7zD6mMjk1hsbpr52IroidTBSSVz3kG9Yot9ddZdftilebhuNIMH5eAelvx2hdfeqLqMHp94-07Gsbw8uU/s5384/DSC_0004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3973" data-original-width="5384" height="236" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTYy_caG-UT4HOA0I2U_-8e3JhAzKM-u6GYl2vDDPs9dszWONamLTBofzr4Jt_NeavHRXZUNf27HWqYfaLgHV-ewWF6oZAjaB9r5G5su-rLl7zD6mMjk1hsbpr52IroidTBSSVz3kG9Yot9ddZdftilebhuNIMH5eAelvx2hdfeqLqMHp94-07Gsbw8uU/s320/DSC_0004.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><p style="text-align: justify;"> And the plumpest dace</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkR5cQCjNxvM6NjXKKJH1szutUyCuF44VyJIjs1xnS-Ig8Wrq2ibF3MflTPdjCJs6Ydyg92UfXmjdUMVuh8HEKrfI121sBQmMccsuVqo0zBe5beaGbp4IqJmBkdfiPyu2KJIu8vOp98ji-ukq-HM-C86_z-n-cVVG30MQ3QfNyX_WVKt2Cha_VnE1xiss/s4001/DSC_0007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2666" data-original-width="4001" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkR5cQCjNxvM6NjXKKJH1szutUyCuF44VyJIjs1xnS-Ig8Wrq2ibF3MflTPdjCJs6Ydyg92UfXmjdUMVuh8HEKrfI121sBQmMccsuVqo0zBe5beaGbp4IqJmBkdfiPyu2KJIu8vOp98ji-ukq-HM-C86_z-n-cVVG30MQ3QfNyX_WVKt2Cha_VnE1xiss/w400-h266/DSC_0007.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div><br /></div>Tee shirt and shorts still, very mild but very dry.<p style="text-align: justify;"><br /></p>Bureboybloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06517207672662059349noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6683449810734617276.post-1198270697720615272023-10-06T20:32:00.000+01:002023-10-06T20:32:06.840+01:00Punching<p>Work was doing my head in and I needed to get out into the windy but balmy late afternoon. Not enough time to get maggots but there was enough time to grab a couple of slices of bread. A pleasant chap on a wicker creel was in my intended swim, he had had some nice little chub (dace), some net perch and roach and a brownie. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-9r5GbmfUrh9_8jN_xRx_E2o7cSUluTD9DxHZR-y7jg4X8bcIFOX9D7zi-AgbSTAGJBccnR6t3WzfkBWOfBRh4-EF69EpH4cpijqBBKqpGeTPLlPOM3KRwY08MLAyde7Wxvp6vLICu4xU0fxn39LTrLTetQJCv6pHTJ3_Qq-4gYb23KHhwstSRWX-VT0/s5970/DSC_0003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3592" data-original-width="5970" height="193" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-9r5GbmfUrh9_8jN_xRx_E2o7cSUluTD9DxHZR-y7jg4X8bcIFOX9D7zi-AgbSTAGJBccnR6t3WzfkBWOfBRh4-EF69EpH4cpijqBBKqpGeTPLlPOM3KRwY08MLAyde7Wxvp6vLICu4xU0fxn39LTrLTetQJCv6pHTJ3_Qq-4gYb23KHhwstSRWX-VT0/s320/DSC_0003.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><p>I headed down to the bend where I caught my first ever Norfolk chub in horizontal icy rain and broke out the punch kit I'd bought in the spring but never used. In truth even the 10mm punch pressed out very small thin discs but I gave them a go. Neater than flake and bites came quick even with no feed. Half a dozen hand sized dace and it was time to go</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6tRVYGGSRahMd4T6gnx7Z41sPnUtCIaBJzfpYeMSIgzXWy_F6kgPcllr8yvNMTzbZY17lQq5Coaxz-71ezqfuJosGXpdQWrCgCZ9o2ppxUUpYrq0R8XpR-Y8r7bCVnXhhGFZQsmmm4Yp5bTtZHi6FHRCbgt-YAL9nTQhBjvpHLDCRYFR5Z9_JDwoRwFw/s4539/DSC_0006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4539" data-original-width="3658" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6tRVYGGSRahMd4T6gnx7Z41sPnUtCIaBJzfpYeMSIgzXWy_F6kgPcllr8yvNMTzbZY17lQq5Coaxz-71ezqfuJosGXpdQWrCgCZ9o2ppxUUpYrq0R8XpR-Y8r7bCVnXhhGFZQsmmm4Yp5bTtZHi6FHRCbgt-YAL9nTQhBjvpHLDCRYFR5Z9_JDwoRwFw/s320/DSC_0006.JPG" width="258" /></a></div><p>The pleasant chap was leaving too, heading back to Leicester in the morning he said and kindly offered me his left over bait.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVQxsbfYYk_Rs6ODxCKELHaigGZZdHNBw9m0sE8xPSJPWHekdHWRL0O7Naih6sFLwTqDT_-ewSW-6tcg2XpImiQ86W7FELnh1DtF-4qQoG9_YUU8zPCyiTk4JE7j1Ff9ukVxYDbIgvoFQzXi_EhFT-iwER3U7ADg14XIRJFKR3i1ea8Eg5KP9AhyphenhyphenWdSTI/s4631/DSC_0010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4631" data-original-width="4000" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVQxsbfYYk_Rs6ODxCKELHaigGZZdHNBw9m0sE8xPSJPWHekdHWRL0O7Naih6sFLwTqDT_-ewSW-6tcg2XpImiQ86W7FELnh1DtF-4qQoG9_YUU8zPCyiTk4JE7j1Ff9ukVxYDbIgvoFQzXi_EhFT-iwER3U7ADg14XIRJFKR3i1ea8Eg5KP9AhyphenhyphenWdSTI/s320/DSC_0010.JPG" width="276" /></a></div><div><br /></div>The sheep looked on as they always do.<div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSiO0R9PzWuShA2pKD0cs0SLwQQyLcVaOb-pk9asMOhkFYxfNm-6MYNeHbAqfbRT4-14wZE3YYON2qMC_Dtlesb8TGpMjvUrcI1arne3OyuMfRWFh8WSZWsUxvOV8N8dhuVKbD1llrbqbBRM-fSFj73WBoni4EtW_b0UKA6hnJHYjZd3rAV1CxMvYXiCA/s3714/DSC_0008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2666" data-original-width="3714" height="230" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSiO0R9PzWuShA2pKD0cs0SLwQQyLcVaOb-pk9asMOhkFYxfNm-6MYNeHbAqfbRT4-14wZE3YYON2qMC_Dtlesb8TGpMjvUrcI1arne3OyuMfRWFh8WSZWsUxvOV8N8dhuVKbD1llrbqbBRM-fSFj73WBoni4EtW_b0UKA6hnJHYjZd3rAV1CxMvYXiCA/s320/DSC_0008.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div><br /><p><br /></p></div>Bureboybloghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06517207672662059349noreply@blogger.com2