Paul Boyle 2
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The magical years
Despite football being my favourite past time me and some of my friends used to love fishing.
Do you recall the days standing at play time in the school yard talking to your mates and sometimes lying to them ,I caught a 3lbs pike out of the Perry Barr canal on Saturday hehe /forum/smilies/smile_smiley.gifI do, but I had never even seen a pike unless it was in a book.
After about 2 and 1/2 weeks of begging my old man for £30 I bought my first fibre class rod to replace my old cane thing I picked up somewere,along with a keepnet a landing net and some other bits,remember for us anyway 30 bucks was 3 weeks pocket money, and that included school money for the sweet shop, my friend Percy who was older than me took £25 for the lot an and he was chuffed as he bragged about the carbon rod he was buying with the 25 quid, he was a bit of a smart arse but I had the better of him and dad and kept the fiver to buy 2 pint of maggots ,before that it was just half a pint and as many worms I could dig up out the garden.
My mates Chris and Scott had been night fishing at Sutton park in brum and was going again the next Friday and fishing until saturday, i had to ask dad and mom if I could go being 13 ,dad told me no you cannot, but after a boat load of ear bending them and some planning Chris’s dad phoned the old man and the big fishing session was on.
We all could not wait until school ended on friday,we had maths for the last to lessons and could not wait until it was over so we could start the weekend.
Chris’s dad picked us up at 3.15 and dropped me home to pick up my gear up,scotts house next and then the tackle shop for bait,i bought my first swim feeder as I had a plan I had read from one of the fishing papers .I recall seeing Chris’s mom for the first time at his house and thought wow she’s lovely, she looked a bit like wonder woman well me and Scott thought she did ,we had dinner ,beef burgers chips and beans and set of down to powels pool sotton park.
We set up our gear and Chris’s dad watched it and we walked over to the parkies hut to get our tickets 75p each. It got dark about 10pm in the summer and Chris’s dad said behave yourselves and I come back around 6 am in the morning to see how you are getting on, neither of us had a bite during the night ,so we got into scotts tent a just dropped off. I got up 1st about 5 am and casted once again into the pool with the feeder on and bang of the line went, it was a bream about 2lbs,scott and Chris got all interested again and cast out i must have been into a good shoal of bream I took 5 or 6 out that morning and a tench,chris and Scott caught nowt,you see I had read up on swim feeders and it beat the float hands down that day, and did for a long time after ,i remember Scott put a huge lead on I think I must have weighed about six oz,he thought if he could cast out to the centre of the lake he could get a few, but after repeatedly trying to cast it far enough the end section of his rod came off and went about 50ft out into the pool and got snagged up.
Of course there after I was the best fisherman in the school yard and made sure everyone knew it.
Pity fishing is not so much fun when you’re older ay
Paul.
Despite football being my favourite past time me and some of my friends used to love fishing.
Do you recall the days standing at play time in the school yard talking to your mates and sometimes lying to them ,I caught a 3lbs pike out of the Perry Barr canal on Saturday hehe /forum/smilies/smile_smiley.gifI do, but I had never even seen a pike unless it was in a book.
After about 2 and 1/2 weeks of begging my old man for £30 I bought my first fibre class rod to replace my old cane thing I picked up somewere,along with a keepnet a landing net and some other bits,remember for us anyway 30 bucks was 3 weeks pocket money, and that included school money for the sweet shop, my friend Percy who was older than me took £25 for the lot an and he was chuffed as he bragged about the carbon rod he was buying with the 25 quid, he was a bit of a smart arse but I had the better of him and dad and kept the fiver to buy 2 pint of maggots ,before that it was just half a pint and as many worms I could dig up out the garden.
My mates Chris and Scott had been night fishing at Sutton park in brum and was going again the next Friday and fishing until saturday, i had to ask dad and mom if I could go being 13 ,dad told me no you cannot, but after a boat load of ear bending them and some planning Chris’s dad phoned the old man and the big fishing session was on.
We all could not wait until school ended on friday,we had maths for the last to lessons and could not wait until it was over so we could start the weekend.
Chris’s dad picked us up at 3.15 and dropped me home to pick up my gear up,scotts house next and then the tackle shop for bait,i bought my first swim feeder as I had a plan I had read from one of the fishing papers .I recall seeing Chris’s mom for the first time at his house and thought wow she’s lovely, she looked a bit like wonder woman well me and Scott thought she did ,we had dinner ,beef burgers chips and beans and set of down to powels pool sotton park.
We set up our gear and Chris’s dad watched it and we walked over to the parkies hut to get our tickets 75p each. It got dark about 10pm in the summer and Chris’s dad said behave yourselves and I come back around 6 am in the morning to see how you are getting on, neither of us had a bite during the night ,so we got into scotts tent a just dropped off. I got up 1st about 5 am and casted once again into the pool with the feeder on and bang of the line went, it was a bream about 2lbs,scott and Chris got all interested again and cast out i must have been into a good shoal of bream I took 5 or 6 out that morning and a tench,chris and Scott caught nowt,you see I had read up on swim feeders and it beat the float hands down that day, and did for a long time after ,i remember Scott put a huge lead on I think I must have weighed about six oz,he thought if he could cast out to the centre of the lake he could get a few, but after repeatedly trying to cast it far enough the end section of his rod came off and went about 50ft out into the pool and got snagged up.
Of course there after I was the best fisherman in the school yard and made sure everyone knew it.
Pity fishing is not so much fun when you’re older ay
Paul.