Since I last posted on here my life has changed a bit. I’ve moved jobs but most importantly I’ve got married! It’s not been the wife that’s kept me off the bank though. With me not driving I wouldn’t get to the lakes if it wasn’t for her, she’s a diamond and I’m truly a very lucky man to have her in my life!
The reason for the lack of posts has been the simple fact that I’ve not had much time for fishing or writing. I’m hoping to change that after a cracking session last weekend.
I made it onto the bank quite a lot last year and managed to bank quite an impressive amount of decent fish. I developed a winning ground bait & pellet for the free offerings and meaton the hook tactic for the margins that was seeing me bank an unbelievable amount of fish! This year however I’ve only managed two sessions, TWO SESSION! This includes the cracking day out last Saturday.
The first session was mid may at a new venue and it was that bad I can’t even remember the name of the place. It’s always nice to try a new venue but it’s such a shame when it turns into a complete bust. Don’t get me wrong, we all blank now and again and I can live with that. I don’t mind going somewhere new and getting the feeling that different tactics might lead to more bites. However, when you throw the kitchen sink at a venue over twelve hours and only have one bite all day with not even a tiny glimpse that the place has a fish in it you’ve got to know when to say no thanks to a return trip. Especially when the place looks like a hole scrapped out of the ground by a digger.
The session last Saturday was at one of my favourite venues. Set in the countryside far away from main roads where all you can see are trees and fields and all you can hear is the sound of birds. After all fishing is about more than just what you catch. It’s about time spent relaxing and enjoying the beauty that surrounds us in nature and finding those peaceful moments that allow us to reflect on what’s going on in our lives. I had the joy of watching a heron fly overhead, I listened to a woodpecker and generally had a great timethanks to the peaceful and tranquil surroundings. The fishing wasn’t bad either!!
I fished on the surface, nice and simple, controller float and bread. The tactics worked really well and I banked a healthy fifteen carp and numerous large rudd. The carp were all fin perfect specimens that fought exceedingly well with a couple coming in at double figures. The rudd where immaculate and stunning looking fish. Next to perch and pike I think rudd are by far one of the most beautiful looking fresh water fish we have in the UK. Their amber and gold hued bodies and super bright red fins are a joy to behold and when you get a large one slide into the net it’s a true sign of a great summer session!
Last Saturday really reinvigorated me to get back out on the bank, I needed some time to clear my head and find some inner peace. Sounds cheesy I know but to me that’s what fishing is all about. A little bit of time away from the hustle and bustle of modern life, time to switch off your phone, get away from what’s troubling you, it allows you to slow the pace down and simply enjoy not having to think about anything. Also, for me it’s the solitude, I go fishing with other people don’t get me wrong but the one thing I always say is don’t expect me to talk much. I’m a very sociable person but I love to be alone and fishing for me is the best way to do that. Catching a fish or twenty is the reason for being there but at the end of the day if where you are is as beautiful as where I was it’s a pleasant bonus.
On the fishing side of things, I took away one thing; maybe I need to look into other floating baits. I’ve used dog biscuits in the past but I find them hard to spot at distance the colour just blending into the water too much. I’m not really too keen on spending lots of money on pop up bollies to use on the surface. I’ve seen cork balls mentioned but worry what damage they might do to a fish should they manage toswallow them, I can’t imagine they’re easy to digest. I’m thinking marshmallows, they are bright white (sometimes pink) so the fish are used to the colour, bit sweet so that might be a bonus but they are basically air, so they should work a treat. The reason for going away from bread is simply that it gets savaged by the smaller fish; I don’t mind landing a bucket full of silvers in the winter but in the summer I’m a big game hunter. So next time I fish on the surface I’m going to get half a loaf of bread and a bag of marshmallows and see how I get on.
Thanks for taking the time to read my ramblings and as always; Tight Lines.