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  1. #3981
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    Default Re: How did you get on?

    Back to the pit for a couple of hours.
    Perch were on their lunch break today.
    12-1pm, then they went back to work.
    Best one went a whole 14oz





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    Default Re: How did you get on?

    Quote Originally Posted by rayner View Post
    I really hate fishing I don't know why I bother, got there at 8.30 am home for 10 am after falling in and tipping two pints of casters with a pint of hemp in the edge.
    Wet suit for Monday and try again.
    Should have stayed and fished, the margins on some lakes can be very productive
    •The crow may be caged, but its thoughts are in the cornfield

  3. #3983
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    Default Re: How did you get on?

    Well….

    What can I say?

    I feel like I’ve just bought a ticket for the rollercoaster of fishing and sat in the front seat of the first car!

    After the frustration of losing a big perch again last weekend I’ve just had a session that will take some beating, at least in terms of the sheer number of quality fish and I nearly didn’t go after being laid up and spending more time in bed over the last few days than out of it following a nasty chest infection that’s come about from that head cold from hell which reared its ugly head last weekend.

    Nonetheless a potter in the garage early this morning revealed that the leftover worm from last weekend was in good nick and with the remainder of the groundbait ready and waiting in the bait freezer, everything seemed set for a session.

    Only thing to do was make up a flask of tea and a few sarnies, I wondered about asking Cliff for a recommendation on the sarnies but thought better of it… A-herm

    After rocking up around 10 o’clock or about half an hour before Jerry smells the coffee I was in and dibbing away under the rod tip on a very large water with a good six foot up to a steep marginal drop off and the first bite came just after I first lowered in and was chopping feed, in the shape of a 3oz perch which was to be the exception, size wise, for the rest of the day.

    Following a short lull after baiting up I went through the “have I killed or cured it” scenario in my head and as I did the dibber just buried so quickly that the rod tip was hooping below the water as I lifted into the fish!

    This was no recently spawned out excuse for a hungry mohican either and it gave it a full, chain rattling war grunt before I could get it in the net and after a quick weigh in it went two pounds on the nose…



    And that was the pattern of things for the next three hours.

    By one o’clock I’d netted seven perch, the smallest (barring the one exception) around 1 3/4lb and three over 2lb but it didn’t end there… Far from it in fact.

    Problem was, I was by now having difficulty with the feed as a gusty wind had picked up considerably with waves occasionally lapping at the bank in front of me and hand balling wet chopped worm was now out of the question and so I fashioned a crude but effective pole cup type thingy from a one pint bait tub and a vandalised rod rest head, after making a hole in the side of the bait tub with me scissors I was then able to attach it to my landing net pole and cup it out albeit at a bit of a stretch…



    Told you it was crude!

    It worked though and the next few hours were pretty frantic with many of the fish taking the bait and bending into the rod as soon as it touched bottom…



    It was also clear that a large shoal of very similar sized fish had honed in the feed…



    By late afternoon I felt as though I had run riot but as the wind swung more westerly than the preceding southerly the bites slowly ebbed away and I was left struggling with an ultra light 4 x no. 10 dibber that was hanging at a silly angle in the strong tow despite putting 5BB down the line and literally holding the float up under the rod tip and so I decided to experiment and upped the depth by eight inches and threaded over the hook and up the line a 1/2oz bomb which was then stopped with a lightly pinched no.6 shot.

    Sure enough, first put in, the float buried and the rod tip was hooping over again as another quality perch made its way to the net although this proved to be the last of the day.

    As the rain moved in and seven o’clock approached I decided to call it a day but not after first snatching a stray 6lb Jerry on my improvised dibber/leger rig…



    The final tally was twenty nine perch, all but one of them over 1 ¾ lb with seven on, or over, the 2lb mark up to a weight of 2lb 4ozs and, of course, the stray Jerry.

    That’ll do me, although I can see I have some work to do in the smallest tench competition


  4. #3984
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    Default Re: How did you get on?

    Cracking Bream there Steve, good allround catch.

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    Shame about the snotty Steve, but the rest are worth a 'like'...............
    That's about as big as a fish that big gets
    If you understand what you’re doing, you’re not learning anything................

  6. #3986

    Default Re: How did you get on?

    Extortionate.... 96p for bait!!

    Mind you it was super special Dorset stuff and pretty much lasted all afternoon as well.


    Had the lake to myself and, despite the dull, damp weather, the carp obliged.
    All commons off the top at range this afternoon with a few good looking ones maybe nudging into double figures.

    A light "Avon" style rod and a loaded pellet waggler for casting weight. Bits of crust threaded onto the line, big bit of flake round the hook, slide the crust down to the hook and chuck it out there. Wait for them to smash the crust to bits and then take the slowly sinking flake, still missed a few though.

    A fun way to pass the time whilst waiting for the rivers to open up again


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    Default Re: How did you get on?

    Quote Originally Posted by Tee-Cee View Post
    Rayner....You are a brave man to come on here and say you fell in..You might be lucky and suffer not the mirth of those who think this extremely funny, or worse still those who will never let you forget it...
    You're relatively new to FM so you might get away with it - let's hope so !!

    All I can think of is so much roach bait going to waste - shame on you. Are you sure you made every effort to at least save the casters ??


    Good luck for Monday !!
    Thought some would be having a giggle with all the likes my post re falling in.
    Didn't give a thought to trying to salvage any baits. Was pleased the only other chap on the small pond felt pity and pulled me out.
    It will happen again this year if recent years are owt to go on.

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    Quote Originally Posted by rayner View Post
    Thought some would be having a giggle with all the likes my post re falling in.
    Didn't give a thought to trying to salvage any baits. Was pleased the only other chap on the small pond felt pity and pulled me out.
    It will happen again this year if recent years are owt to go on.
    Get a pair of running spikes and you can rake the swim while your there next time.........................
    That's about as big as a fish that big gets
    If you understand what you’re doing, you’re not learning anything................

  9. #3989

    Default Re: How did you get on?

    Quote Originally Posted by binka View Post
    Well….

    What can I say?

    I feel like I’ve just bought a ticket for the rollercoaster of fishing and sat in the front seat of the first car!

    After the frustration of losing a big perch again last weekend I’ve just had a session that will take some beating, at least in terms of the sheer number of quality fish and I nearly didn’t go after being laid up and spending more time in bed over the last few days than out of it following a nasty chest infection that’s come about from that head cold from hell which reared its ugly head last weekend.

    Nonetheless a potter in the garage early this morning revealed that the leftover worm from last weekend was in good nick and with the remainder of the groundbait ready and waiting in the bait freezer, everything seemed set for a session.

    Only thing to do was make up a flask of tea and a few sarnies, I wondered about asking Cliff for a recommendation on the sarnies but thought better of it… A-herm

    After rocking up around 10 o’clock or about half an hour before Jerry smells the coffee I was in and dibbing away under the rod tip on a very large water with a good six foot up to a steep marginal drop off and the first bite came just after I first lowered in and was chopping feed, in the shape of a 3oz perch which was to be the exception, size wise, for the rest of the day.

    Following a short lull after baiting up I went through the “have I killed or cured it” scenario in my head and as I did the dibber just buried so quickly that the rod tip was hooping below the water as I lifted into the fish!

    This was no recently spawned out excuse for a hungry mohican either and it gave it a full, chain rattling war grunt before I could get it in the net and after a quick weigh in it went two pounds on the nose…



    And that was the pattern of things for the next three hours.

    By one o’clock I’d netted seven perch, the smallest (barring the one exception) around 1 3/4lb and three over 2lb but it didn’t end there… Far from it in fact.

    Problem was, I was by now having difficulty with the feed as a gusty wind had picked up considerably with waves occasionally lapping at the bank in front of me and hand balling wet chopped worm was now out of the question and so I fashioned a crude but effective pole cup type thingy from a one pint bait tub and a vandalised rod rest head, after making a hole in the side of the bait tub with me scissors I was then able to attach it to my landing net pole and cup it out albeit at a bit of a stretch…



    Told you it was crude!

    It worked though and the next few hours were pretty frantic with many of the fish taking the bait and bending into the rod as soon as it touched bottom…



    It was also clear that a large shoal of very similar sized fish had honed in the feed…



    By late afternoon I felt as though I had run riot but as the wind swung more westerly than the preceding southerly the bites slowly ebbed away and I was left struggling with an ultra light 4 x no. 10 dibber that was hanging at a silly angle in the strong tow despite putting 5BB down the line and literally holding the float up under the rod tip and so I decided to experiment and upped the depth by eight inches and threaded over the hook and up the line a 1/2oz bomb which was then stopped with a lightly pinched no.6 shot.

    Sure enough, first put in, the float buried and the rod tip was hooping over again as another quality perch made its way to the net although this proved to be the last of the day.

    As the rain moved in and seven o’clock approached I decided to call it a day but not after first snatching a stray 6lb Jerry on my improvised dibber/leger rig…



    The final tally was twenty nine perch, all but one of them over 1 ¾ lb with seven on, or over, the 2lb mark up to a weight of 2lb 4ozs and, of course, the stray Jerry.

    That’ll do me, although I can see I have some work to do in the smallest tench competition

    A tale told well, cracking fish and improvisation MacGyver would've been proud of. Brilliant!

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    Default Re: How did you get on?

    No "big guns" at eldarado today, so busy yesterday so it was "tackle as normal", float gear but this time with the old trusty Trudex, fishing off the rod end seemed a shame not to use it at least the once.
    An almost identical day to my first crucian trip with bites registering in minutes that gave me two cru's and a male Tench. A slow period then a string of gorgeous gold bars and another male Tench with enormous gonads, smaller than the first but definately with the bragging rights.
    Ccome two pm and again things slow down but by then I was on cru number fourteen and all save one like peas in a pod.
    Anyway I went for another walk around the lake for an hour or so then sat back for a last go.
    two more fish and with only one to take to equel last weeks tally I told myself that when it came I would leave for home.
    Typical I never had a bite so I decided to call it a say and retrieve my line--------- surprise, there was a fish on, just like all the others so honour satisfied.
    In total thirty nine crucians in three trips, several Tench and Bream also in the mix.
    one thing I dont ever remember seeing happened on two occasions today ,I saw two crucians taking flies from the surface, fascinating stuff.
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