Peter Bishop
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Was up at the crack of dawn yesterday morning to fish one of my club ponds at 5.30am. Imagine the scene. A mature pool over 100 years old, surrounded by rich green vegetation and trees, dotted with clusters of yellow headed lily pads. No breeze just the burgeoning sunlight to burn off the early morning mist. Swallows, kingfishers and dragonflies skimming the water surface. As the temperature and the intensity of the sunlight grew so the smokey shadows of mist whirl like ghostly appiritions before fizzing off into infinity, one after another.Its almost as if someone has sprinkled star dust on the pond.Utter perfection.
So which swim to fish? Not much evidence of scum in a corner where the wind might have been blowing. No sign of fish topping or those tell tale pin head bubbles by the lilies either. So what do I do? Yes you've guessed, I chose to fish one of my favourite swims using the same technique and bait which proved succesful previously. Last time I fished the swim on a similar morning I caught several pristine carp to 8 lbs, half a dozen nice tench, a couple of crucians and a load of small skimmers. This time I was bitted out by the skimmers ( they discovered a liking for trout pellet paste) and there was just no sign of the carp or tench. Different day, different result. That's why no two days fishing are ever the same. But in the absence of any other guidelines how many of us return to a favourite peg only to be thoroughly disappointed. Ah well, the morning was perfect....
So which swim to fish? Not much evidence of scum in a corner where the wind might have been blowing. No sign of fish topping or those tell tale pin head bubbles by the lilies either. So what do I do? Yes you've guessed, I chose to fish one of my favourite swims using the same technique and bait which proved succesful previously. Last time I fished the swim on a similar morning I caught several pristine carp to 8 lbs, half a dozen nice tench, a couple of crucians and a load of small skimmers. This time I was bitted out by the skimmers ( they discovered a liking for trout pellet paste) and there was just no sign of the carp or tench. Different day, different result. That's why no two days fishing are ever the same. But in the absence of any other guidelines how many of us return to a favourite peg only to be thoroughly disappointed. Ah well, the morning was perfect....