I scoped a few likely
swims this morning as I went for a run along the stretch I intended to fish, and indeed there were
a few anglers on, all catching small fish. Seeing as I was predominantly going
to be fishing into dark, I got myself a safe flat bank which I knew was virtually
snag free and got myself set up at 1530.
I arrived full of confidence, a PB last session and a decent netful the session before, the river looked spot on, what could go wrong? I immediately had the usual taps
and plucks on the cheese paste, then after 45 minutes, bang, fish on, ***$%^&**, bumpity bump, fish off! I check the hook, it looks ok, must be
one of those things, next cast, the rod goes off the rest, missed...how the... did I miss that? Anyway, next cast (literally) fish on, followed by more self abuse as
again it bumped off. Check hook again, nothing wrong that I can see but I
change it anyway. I then look for my isotope as the light is closing, no can
see, oh great!
So, I make do and touch leger, I then miss another sitter, 'a proper tap in Jeff' and then
start getting raps and taps, so the headlight goes on 'dim' and I
concentrate on the tip, move, please, move....nothing. I ring the changes, scale down the hook length/size of
hook, try some salami (reduced at aldi to £1 fact fans) and get zillions of
plucks but no ceegar.
Then at 1830 I cast out, and a load of line inexplicably comes off the spool in the form of tens of coils all together. This has
happened a few times on one of my reels, I assumed down to overloading and too much line in the spool? Whatever the reason, thats that!
So my first Weaver blank for a long while, frustrating as can be, it should have been a multiple catch night and to add
insult to injury I find the isotope on the floor in the car.
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