A testing session....for a number of reasons
Posted: Mon Feb 13, 2023 10:22 am
Saturday saw me back on the Trent for an afternoon session.
During the week I had in mind to angle for perch.
I had put a my favourite Diawa Barnsley Black quiver tip rod in the bag.
I was planning trying a slightly different approch and (close your ears) regarding the float fishing side and had sometime ago purchased a 5.0m telescopic Bolognesse rod and this would be used to hold the float close to the willow branches over hanging a number of swims.
If the conditions are just right the flow is that of a canal and the prospects looked good.
HOWEVER....
I had a change of heart and opted for another go at the chub on the float.
HOWEVER.....
Before setting off my neighbour knocked on the down and ask for some help,after completing my good deed it was off to the river.
And guess who had forgotten to add my 13ft Shakesspeare champion glass rod to his bag!
This was discovered on arrival at the Trent and setting up was underway.
I could have walked back home and returned but would have lost 30-40 minutes.
So I put the Bolo rod to use coupled with a closed face reel and 5gram bolo float which I sometime use with my normal 13ft rod set up.
It took some getting use to the set up but I got settled and the float was travelling nicely and holding back when required.
The afternoon moved on at a pace,only interupted by the sound of long tailed tits,a flash of a kingfisher and a sparrow hawk moving from bank to bank.
The mash bread was fed at regular intervals to try and draw those chub in but nothing showed for my efforts.
Time was pressing on ,now passed four o' clock.
I mixed up some more mashed bread,but there was the sixth sense someting would change and soon.The energy,that feeling,we all get as fisherman was present.
More feed was intrduced and on the third or fourth trot the float diappeared at the far end of the swim near the cover of overhaning branches.
The strike was made.
The rod took on a welcomed curve and the initial surge of what could only be a chub and the battle was on.
Playing a good size fish a distance is always a great thrill.
This chub had got some attitude and was stay deep twisting and turning.
I waited and in between those surges from the chub I would carefully gain some line and ease my prize upstream.
Finally the tip of the float emmerged and following a brief battle under the rod tip the chub was slipped over the rim of the net.
Yes! was the word that ran through my mind and it may have well been vocal as well!
A fish certainly over four pounds lay in the net,admired,rested and returned.
I had around half an hour of daylight left .
Some more mash was fed and further trots made .
One resulted in another chub close to four pounds....happy days.
As with all back end of the season sessions the afternoons just fly by and it was time to pack up and reflect on the fish cuaght,the tackle pressed into action and the surroungs and just being there to make a memory......pretty good this fishing lark.
Until the next adventure.
All the best Nige.
During the week I had in mind to angle for perch.
I had put a my favourite Diawa Barnsley Black quiver tip rod in the bag.
I was planning trying a slightly different approch and (close your ears) regarding the float fishing side and had sometime ago purchased a 5.0m telescopic Bolognesse rod and this would be used to hold the float close to the willow branches over hanging a number of swims.
If the conditions are just right the flow is that of a canal and the prospects looked good.
HOWEVER....
I had a change of heart and opted for another go at the chub on the float.
HOWEVER.....
Before setting off my neighbour knocked on the down and ask for some help,after completing my good deed it was off to the river.
And guess who had forgotten to add my 13ft Shakesspeare champion glass rod to his bag!
This was discovered on arrival at the Trent and setting up was underway.
I could have walked back home and returned but would have lost 30-40 minutes.
So I put the Bolo rod to use coupled with a closed face reel and 5gram bolo float which I sometime use with my normal 13ft rod set up.
It took some getting use to the set up but I got settled and the float was travelling nicely and holding back when required.
The afternoon moved on at a pace,only interupted by the sound of long tailed tits,a flash of a kingfisher and a sparrow hawk moving from bank to bank.
The mash bread was fed at regular intervals to try and draw those chub in but nothing showed for my efforts.
Time was pressing on ,now passed four o' clock.
I mixed up some more mashed bread,but there was the sixth sense someting would change and soon.The energy,that feeling,we all get as fisherman was present.
More feed was intrduced and on the third or fourth trot the float diappeared at the far end of the swim near the cover of overhaning branches.
The strike was made.
The rod took on a welcomed curve and the initial surge of what could only be a chub and the battle was on.
Playing a good size fish a distance is always a great thrill.
This chub had got some attitude and was stay deep twisting and turning.
I waited and in between those surges from the chub I would carefully gain some line and ease my prize upstream.
Finally the tip of the float emmerged and following a brief battle under the rod tip the chub was slipped over the rim of the net.
Yes! was the word that ran through my mind and it may have well been vocal as well!
A fish certainly over four pounds lay in the net,admired,rested and returned.
I had around half an hour of daylight left .
Some more mash was fed and further trots made .
One resulted in another chub close to four pounds....happy days.
As with all back end of the season sessions the afternoons just fly by and it was time to pack up and reflect on the fish cuaght,the tackle pressed into action and the surroungs and just being there to make a memory......pretty good this fishing lark.
Until the next adventure.
All the best Nige.
