Foreword....
I manage a local U16 boys football team, so Sundays are pretty much taken up with matches etc.
Anyway, after organising lifts and maps for the players for a trip to Rugby, imagine my dispair as the opposing manager lets me know on friday that the game is cancelled. After a few phone calls and texts my sunday is now free, the misus is not working so no need to worry about a sitter for the youngest one too. A phonecall to Mark, my fishing pal, and sunday was planned. Wasperton for some pike hopefully.
Anyway, we met at seven am in the car park went walked the short distance to the pegs. The river was running high still with a lot of colour, not the best of conditions, but beggers cant be choosers when it comes to quickly arranged sessions.
Anyway the fishing was slow, well actually not existent, both of trying different baits and methods to try and tempt the pike to feed.
Imagine our amazement when a fellow angler turns up the fish the wide bend with a salmon rod and fly!!! We both just couldn't believe our eyes and both had a laugh to ourselves lol. I actually had remarked to Mark that this guy is proberbaly not fishing but praticising, but the travel all the way from Coventry to do was mad!!!
Shortly some volunteers appeared to do some repairs to the track, and as the voices got louder we could see the guys eventually end up in the bottom car park. One of the guys comes over to ask how where doing, and after a very short while introduces himself as the Salmon fisherman, and indeed that he was praticising for an up and coming fishing trip. Keith (as i now know him)said that is what he was upto, who are we to dis-believe him ;).
One oclock arrives and it was time for me to leave and go home, Mark staying on for a little while. The text arrived at 3:50, showing Marks catch of a 6lb jack pike, showing that if you put the effort in, you are rewarded.
As the good weather starts to come back again, my sundays will be taken up, so hopefully one more session on the river before the season ends and back to the lakes again. I think it may have to be a Saturday next time.
Sunday, 7 February 2010
Monday, 11 January 2010
My First Blog? 3rd January 2010.
Well, this is my first go at blogging, anyway me and my friends first chance to get out fishing together this new year. Pike was our quarry, (Mark, desperatly wanting to catch his first ever Pike) and the Avon at Wasperton was our venue? Deadbaits were the preferred bait of the day and this is how we got on?
The day was a frosty one, with clear skies. The temperature was about 0-1c. The ground had a layer of frost on it which crunched under foot?
We arrived at first light to be the first anglers there, Mark had already got his kit out of the car and was busy getting his warm winter clothing on by the time i pulled up? I arrived just after but soon had my winter clothes on and tackle out of the car? We choose two pegs which were about 60 yards from the lower car park? We settled down and tackled up ready to fish?
It was a very quiet start to the session, there was plenty of small bait fish showing and topping with the odd bigger fish making an appearance. We tried different areas around the swim but my oppinion was the pike were elsewhere this day? Anyway with nothing happening i wandered up the river to a swim right next to the car park.
A young lad was fishing the swim for small roach and dace, he was getting bites, having plenty of them whilst i was talking to him? He reported that he had caught a few fish but every so often there would be a swirl and possibly something bigger down there which would make the fish scatter. Sure enough whilst talking to the lad, the swim erupted with roach and dace trying to escape the predator which was down there?
Anyway once i was back at our swim i told Mark about the swim and made reference to moving down that way soon. An hour passed and i had made the decision to move, i gathered my gear together and made my way towards the swims that were near to the car park. by a stroke of good fortune, the lad was packing up and invited me to have his swim, i didnt need a second invitation and set my tackle down.
I made my way back to Mark and told him of the available swim, he soon gathered his tackle and soon both of us were in the swim. I decided that because Mark had not caught a pike, and there was definatly something dowm there that Marks rods were the ones to go out and hopefully catch. The waiting game was on, but the swim was alive with small fish and some sort of predator that was down there chasing them. The float soon bobbed then slid away, Mark struck and was into his first pike, a quick battle followed but his first ever pike was on the bank, a nice fish of approximatley 10lb. A quck photo on the mobile and the fish was returned safely and unharmed to fight another day. The pikes stomach was very large, so i assume she had had some good hunting of the prey fish whilst down there. No more fish were to come to the net but either some more predators were down there or she decided to make hay whilst the sun was shining to use an old phrase.
Anyway time had beaten us and it was time to go home, Mark buzzing all the way to the car and all the following week at work too. Me, well i blanked again, but to see the enjoyment on Marks face when the fish was on the bank was enough for me to enjoy.
Heres to next time when he can return the favour he he.
The day was a frosty one, with clear skies. The temperature was about 0-1c. The ground had a layer of frost on it which crunched under foot?
We arrived at first light to be the first anglers there, Mark had already got his kit out of the car and was busy getting his warm winter clothing on by the time i pulled up? I arrived just after but soon had my winter clothes on and tackle out of the car? We choose two pegs which were about 60 yards from the lower car park? We settled down and tackled up ready to fish?
It was a very quiet start to the session, there was plenty of small bait fish showing and topping with the odd bigger fish making an appearance. We tried different areas around the swim but my oppinion was the pike were elsewhere this day? Anyway with nothing happening i wandered up the river to a swim right next to the car park.
A young lad was fishing the swim for small roach and dace, he was getting bites, having plenty of them whilst i was talking to him? He reported that he had caught a few fish but every so often there would be a swirl and possibly something bigger down there which would make the fish scatter. Sure enough whilst talking to the lad, the swim erupted with roach and dace trying to escape the predator which was down there?
Anyway once i was back at our swim i told Mark about the swim and made reference to moving down that way soon. An hour passed and i had made the decision to move, i gathered my gear together and made my way towards the swims that were near to the car park. by a stroke of good fortune, the lad was packing up and invited me to have his swim, i didnt need a second invitation and set my tackle down.
I made my way back to Mark and told him of the available swim, he soon gathered his tackle and soon both of us were in the swim. I decided that because Mark had not caught a pike, and there was definatly something dowm there that Marks rods were the ones to go out and hopefully catch. The waiting game was on, but the swim was alive with small fish and some sort of predator that was down there chasing them. The float soon bobbed then slid away, Mark struck and was into his first pike, a quick battle followed but his first ever pike was on the bank, a nice fish of approximatley 10lb. A quck photo on the mobile and the fish was returned safely and unharmed to fight another day. The pikes stomach was very large, so i assume she had had some good hunting of the prey fish whilst down there. No more fish were to come to the net but either some more predators were down there or she decided to make hay whilst the sun was shining to use an old phrase.
Anyway time had beaten us and it was time to go home, Mark buzzing all the way to the car and all the following week at work too. Me, well i blanked again, but to see the enjoyment on Marks face when the fish was on the bank was enough for me to enjoy.
Heres to next time when he can return the favour he he.
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