Saturday, 30 December 2017

Ice, Ice Baby


In a surprising turn f events I had the chance to head out for a few hours.  I fancied another lure fishing session and packed the dropshot rod along with an ancient green spinning rod purchased by my Dad back in 88'.

For some unknown reason I decided to got to Shearwater.  I could have gone to Todber for free.  Shearwater is an eye watering £12.00 for the day.  Why did a choose this? Dont know.


My little tin can was frozen solid - must be mad


It was bloody cold with the wind blowing into the dam end.  I chucked in my rubber lure and worked my way towards the boat house area.  I got snagged half a dozen times and caught nothing.



Looked great - but that wind...


On my travels I bumped into some chaps spinning away.  They hadnt had anything either...

After a fruitless hour or so I decided to pop down to Little Shearwater.  I have seen small Pike in here and it just looks Pikey.



Beautiful if somewhat icy spot

However the lake held a considerable amount of ice which wasnt going anywhere quickly.  Probably a bad thing.  Anyway I made my way round the entire lake.  I tried different lures along with live lobs but nothing.  Not a knock all afternoon...

Not a great way to complete the fishing of 2017.  Unfortunately it got worse.

A crazy kid came down to the bank, picked up a discarded and broken fishing pole and proceeded to hurl it onto the ice along with stones, wood and anything else he could get his hands on.  The mum was busy shouting at him and asked if the pole belonged to someone... If it did then they wouldnt be getting it back!

Stopped for a cuppa


I decided to switch it some spinning with a Savage Gear Trout in gaudy orange.  It looks amazing in the water but was getting hooked up on weed - there is loads in here.  To finish off I got it tangled in a tree.  I did get it out but it fell in the water.  I thought they floated...

So a terrible session all in all.  It was cold, I had lost my fancy lure and had blanked.

The best bits were a beautiful Kingfisher perched up near me as the dappled sunlight lit up his electric blue feathers.  Wish I had brought my camera.  Also a couple of Roe deer, disturbed by me crashing around on the bank.  Oh, and warming up in the car.





Wednesday, 27 December 2017

The Shallows



So this may well be my last fishing trip of 2017. With the weather being quite mild I fancied my chances at Ship late Fishery. In the summer I caught close to 100ibs of Carp and silvers. So I was certainly in with a chance of catching a few.

I chose Peg 1 on Hawthorns lake. The same spot as in the summer. I only fed sparingly with maggots and a bit of groundbait.

An aerator was nearby so I chucked out my waggler next to it. 5 mins and it sunk and into a nice 4ib Common. A great start.


Decent enough - all counts in winter



The feeder rod was out on the far bank with a lobworm stuck on the end but stayed quite.

Meanwhile the float was getting very tentative bites here and there. But no strike managed to connect.



 Aerator dead ahead

The Shallows



My initial success completely died. Looking about I noticed the reeds slowly moving about at the top of the lake. Normally inaccessible due to bushes and trees but in winter these had died back.

I carefully plucked my way to the corner area. Carp! Loads of em milling about in shallow water. Probably 1 or 2 feet at most.

I plopped in nearby. Moments later the float went and a second carp was bagged. Not huge but very welcome all the same.

Small -  but nicely coloured.

I tried again and got a few strong bites which I missed. Finally I hooked into a third but sadly the hook pinged out.


He just didnt give up - maggots, worms, groundbait, pellets - anything that would fit!


At the close of play I had a rather un-impressive 2 Carp. The second being about 2ibs.

Still, in winter every fish counts. Make sure you watch the shallows!

Merry Christmas and New Year to all.

Tuesday, 19 December 2017

Batteries not included.


Blimey, its been a bit chilly over the last few days.  Now, when it gets like this I try and improve my odds by going to spots where I know I might get a bite or two.  Emerald Pool Fishery has to be near the top of the list.  In the warmer months the action is often non stop so I figured that in winter I would still get a few.

Upon arrival a chap told me that Ruby was the only lake not booked!  Not really a problem.

I kitted up with a float and maggots and a method and maggots.  Rather annoyingly the batteries on my alarm had given out meaning I would have to hope that any fish might just hook itself.

I cast in and fed a small amount of maggots around the place.  All was still...

20 minutes later I was scratching my head.  By now I would normally have caught 3 Carp!!!

Alan, the owner wandered round.  I immediately began moaning.  After he had a good laugh at me he very kindly offered me a spot in the "Private" bit.  What a gent.  I pushed it a bit far by asking if he had any aa batteries... As this is a family show I wont repeat the response :-)

Now, fishing outside the private cottages I started to get a few taps on the float.  I missed a few but at least it was something.  

Finally a little Roach was caught, saving me from a blank - something that is surely not possible here.  I took comfort from the fact that the match guys seemed to be struggling a bit also.

More Roach were forth coming and I lost many more.  Given the weather I was pleased with just this small catch.

Cheers to Alan.  Even if batteries were not included...

These are real fish.  It was dark and I was a bit cold.  But it wasnt a blank...

Sunday, 10 December 2017

Predators






At last. The rivers and drains near me are fully fishable. During the warmer months they get infested with weed making life very difficult. However a bit of cold weather has sorted it out!

Now, I haven't had masses of success with drop shotting so far. But I was keen to make amends.

Heading out quite late I trundled down to North drain on the Somerset levels. It was bloody cold but the surroundings were beautiful. A Spotted Woodpecker was a companion for a time as I wondered along the slow flowing water.  I put in a few chucks with a little rubber minnow type thing, nothing happened.

Eventually I reached a little bridge.  It looked like Perch heaven.  But it wasnt.  Not a thing.  My heart was sinking a bit.  Luckily the surroundings and the quiet kept be bouyant.  I turned round and headed back to where I had started.  A Bittern flew right over my head.  I wondered if he had more success than me this morning.

Back at my original spot.  I noticed a bit of metal sticking out of the water.  It was awkward to get to but the best places often are.


Metal thing is bottom left.  

I dropped the lure in right by the metal thing and within half a second I was onto a perch!  They must move quick!!

Not huge but what a smart fella

I decided to try my luck and do it again...

Second time lucky.

I was pleased with myself if im honest.  This drop shotting stuff does work after all!

Then things went quiet.  I swapped banks and chucked in right under the bridge to my right.  I winded in slowly and then it felt like I had hit a snag.  Then the snag started moving.  The rod arched over and started bouncing, line went out...

I was terrified I would lose it.  My first Pike for sure.  After a scrap I finally brought him in.

I was so excited...




Brilliant!

So it was all about the Predators today.  The Pike has now officially moved to 2nd place on my favourite fish list.  Perch remains number 1 and Tench is pushed into 3rd.  Lets hope I can get some more toothy or spiny critters over the winter.