Saturday, 22 December 2012

Man Versus Fish

And Fish won!What a day to go fishing,It was pouring down and howling with wind when I got up today and if the truth be told,I did not fancy it one bit.But you know how it is,you arrange to go and you cannot really back out.

Arriving at first light we lingered longer by the van  than normal,both really not wanting to brave the elements.Gruff chose the far bank while I scuttled off to find some shelter from the wind on the near bank.This collection of lakes are stream fed and Gruff crossed over to the far bank,traversing a small weir that has a trickle of water covering the lip.

I should be at home
This was my swim here,the lakes being in a valley had water cascading down on all sides making it mostly and unpleasant experience.One of those days when your on auto pilot,you do not really want to come out from under the shelter of your umbrella.And we did not need to on the fish front.Around two o'clock there was a momentary pause in the rain,the phone rang"What you reckon kid,'ad enough"."Your not wrong mate,really would love to go home"So my gear was stowed away in double quick time.

But their was a slight problem,the small weir that Gruff had walked across at first light was now running way over the top.Apologies for the misty look,but the lens was steamed up.So I had to go round to the other side and help Gruff up the steep banks.If you look at the first photo,you will see what I mean.Not a nice experience as the banks had turned into a slippery quagmire.Boots were pulled off,the both of us slipped,fell over and tripped again.Both of us being new to this venue we never gave a  thought to how the water levels could rise so quickly.Not a trek back to the van I would liked to have undertaken at last light,as was the original plan.A lesson learnt on that score.Did I enjoy today?No it was a bloody chore and on the way home all the rivers are in the fields again,so lord knows where we will end up next week?

It's not all bad though as Christmas is upon us.I'm waiting expectantly for this on Christmas Eve The Snowman and  the Snow Dog.Will it surpass the original Snowman from way back in 1984?Time will tell.Chuck in the odd Danny Kaye film and I will be a happy man.I love Christmas I really do.

I'll leave you with one of my favorite Christmas Carols,very,very evocative in my ever so humble opinion.

So this is Monty Dalrymple from high up on Yat Rock,wishing you and your loved ones,a very Merry Christmas.

Be Lucky

Monty D

Thursday, 13 December 2012

Dear Santa

That time of year is upon us again,those of us who have been good boys and girls this past year should have sent our letters by now and hopefully they reached the North Pole in good time.Any later than the fourteenth of December may be too late and you may be a little despondent when all you get on Christmas Day is a Satsuma and some socks.

I have asked Santa for two books,no tackle is needed as I have way to much as it is.The first is The Best of Barlow.I used to love Franks columns in the angling press in years gone by.Often funny and outspoken a fine angler to boot too.So fingers crossed for this one,it should be a hoot.

The second one is Big Carp Legends written by Mike Wilson.I have met Mike a few times over the years and shared a day on the Test with him and another group of anglers around six years ago.Without going over board,he is without doubt one of the nicest guys I have met both in and out of fishing.So if Santa is kind I'm really looking forward to reading this also.What ever you have asked for,I hope your wishes come true.

Away from fishing the Yat phone has been ringing off the hook these past few weeks.Various story's have been in the press and rather than phone people individually,it makes sense to put the record straight here.This IS not me,but my great,great uncle thrice removed.Please guys I'm getting on in years but I'm not that old!

This one here is a complete and utter fabrication.I am no body's stooge,my own man and honest as the day is long.I mean come on guys,the bloody Trinity Mirror  group for crying out loud.Wake up and smell the coffee please.

This does have some credence to be fair.My audience does stretch far and wide these days,my viewing figures from Australia have shot up very recently and I cannot really fathom out why?But I have been asked to open the Diwali celebrations next year in Mumbai and good to my word I shall attend and do my bit for our trade relations.

I hope that has allayed a few fears from certain party's?The "Beast from the East" is petering out and the "Pest from the West" is due in.Barbel anglers everywhere are girding their loins,at the thought of hauling some winter Barbel,well if you read those erstwhile chaps on Fatwa you would think so.I would like some calm and mild weather,trot a float maybe.Fish for some Pike and Perch, anything must be better than this cold front though.

Be Lucky

Monty D 

Saturday, 8 December 2012

The Beast From The East

The "Beast from the East" those are the portents from the weather gods for next week,it would appear we are about to be hit by some very inclement weather.I don't know about you but this past week I have found it bone rattling cold.Hell the South East of the country had a whole two centimeters of snow on Wednesday,that caused chaos on the trains and roads.It made me laugh,as on Tuesday the rail company's said they were "Ready for everything mother nature could produce and they would run empty trains all night if need be to keep the tracks clear".That plan worked well then did it not?Still after all this time I should not really be surprised,at how dreadful we are as a nation when faced with a drop of the white stuff.So anyway Gruff and I headed across country today from Surrey and into Sussex.Now Gruff has put in a few hours on this collection of lakes recently and caught some nice Pike,so today I was expectant of some action in my first trip out for a few weeks.

A nice mild morning and the thermometer gauge showed a sultry two degrees on arrival,at just before seven o'clock.Gruff chose to fish two ledgerd  dead baits,one Mackerel the other a Herring,I chose to float ledger with Herrings.Gruff had a tentative and stuttering take just after eight o'clock that stopped before it had even got going.His next run came belting towards him but alas he failed to connect.My float fished baits did not get a mention.Now we were chatting,as you do as to why.All Gruff's fish of late have come to ledgerd baits,while no action has taken place on the float rigs.I do like to float fish If I can,I just enjoy watching a float slide away or not as the case may be at present.Perhaps on these venues the Pike like a bait hard on the deck,something I will not do on the float,as fishing too over depth on the float has in the past led to a couple of fishing taking the hooks lower than I like.Or does it just happen to be the way they are feeding at present and that may change on the next visit.

Gruff's bite alarms never sounded again for the rest of the day,my floats were not to move.Around noon I got the Jerk Bait rod out and worked the water,maybe that would succeed in a take or just wake some fish up around our baits.

All the skill of a performing Bear.

All to no avail.No fish caught and more questions than answers.I love these new venues that KCI showed to us(where were you today mate)? Peaceful and some stunning countryside though a steep learning curve seems to be in the offing.We still had a laugh today,putting the worlds to rights as you do.Chuckling away at the latest postings on Fatwa,the home of god knows what these days.Perhaps they are gearing up for a Christmas Panto.One Flew Over The Cuckoo's nest maybe,who knows.But keep it up lads as the site owner loves the HUGE audience and stuff the content;-0

So that is the fishing done and dusted.My Saturday under the pain of death will be to cook dinner and pour the wine for Lady D,while she watches the X Factor "Grand Final".Oh and of course I must not make any snide comments about the great acts that are on show.Well only this one.......If this Scouse Twat wins I give up.

Upton Park for me tomorrow and our home game against Liverpool and with no star player for the mighty'Pool.Will we win,well after our great result last weekend against Chelsea that I predicted elsewhere;-0.I will plump for a draw in this fixture.Only seven more days at work now until the Christmas break,so hopefully the "Beast from the East" is not to bad as I have lots of fishing to fit in.It was great to get back out today.

Enjoy the rest of your weekend.

Be Lucky

Monty D

Thursday, 29 November 2012

He Scrubs Up Well

This blog entry will not mean a thing to most people,but will to others who know this guy,this episode really made me chuckle on Tuesday evening.Here we have the now legendary angler in action on the river Wye in September 2011,doing some trotting.

Here he sits also,at the back of the bar in the Red Lion,while Tony Rocca and I practice our man love(photo courtesy of Dave Burr).Now those of you who have attended these annual functions,may be aware it can be a little bit of a piss up.And said legendary angler was a little worse for wear the last time we met.He did make a rather good job of speaking Swahili around 0130 hours,before sliding off to bed.

Jump forward a few good months to this Tuesday evening just gone.I was just starting to get the dinner prepared for Lady D and I.Sky News was on in the background and the presenter said "And now we go to Malton In North Yorkshire to get the latest on the floods" I turn around and there in his pomp was Scotty,he gave a masterpiece on the flood issues facing those poor people.He was eloquent to a fault and ever so humble,a changed man to the last time we met.I had to grab the phone and take this quick snap.

Scotty a star is born,what next an appearance on Strictly Come Dancing?Maybe I'm a Celebrity,though Eric Bristow will be hard to top.You sir are now even more legendary than before and I doff my cap at the way you conducted yourself.I do hope the next time we meet,you are more like your old self though.

As I said,it will mean nowt to many.But may make a few chuckle.

Be Lucky

Monty D

Friday, 23 November 2012

Weekend Plan Build An Ark

Well I am just about at the end of my tether with this weather.On the train into work on Monday,my mind was already on the angling trip planned for this weekend.I have not been near the bank for four weeks,long weeks to be truthful.But my work schedule has eased off and thoughts drifted to Perch on the river and a few hours peace and quiet.Phone calls were made,lob worms had been ordered and all was well,as well as can be,while struggling with fellow commuters on the train,who even at such an ungodly hour feel the need to bellow into their phones.Read will you not FFS!Who cares that your beloved misses you,it's not even 0600 and she is only phoning so she does not feel guilty while the Milk Man sneaks in to a still warm bed.Double cream you say love?

About midweek it tends to go a little "Tits Up".Rain is falling steadily,the wind picks up.You phone a few of your more how shall I say it? Philistine friends,you know the kind,builders,plumbers the kind of chaps who drive a white van and seem to cut you up with impunity.Reports come in that river levels are bank high and full of crap.You keep your fingers crossed and pray to the great angling god that is Ray Walton(Have a look on Fatwa,for he doth know best).But to know avail and its a futile cause.So you have a change of plan,Pike on a lake,yes that will be sufficient,more than that for a man who has not fished for four weeks.Until last night when we had rain and wind in biblical proportions.I went to the shop for Lady D around 2100hrs and it was like a scene from the Wizard of Oz(steady Mike),a maelstrom of flying cats,cheap Primark underwear and god knows what else.

Que today and Gruff went to have a look at our chosen Pike venue.......It now resembles the Somme,he should know as he is fairly ancient.The lakes have now merged into one and a river runs through it.His words this morning......"We are fooked son".Now Gruff and I do not mind some inclement weather,but when he says that it is a no go,one must take heed.The rivers as I type this are in the fields,Barbel I would assume are now far more happier in lake three and out of the main current.Pike are god knows where and I'm at a loose end.

The Autumn to me is this........

Or the above,nice and calm.Stunning to look at,but not this weekend and Gruff I shall be beavering away to make this on Saturday morning.For it is getting a lot worse from tomorrow.Weather gods permitting I'll be out next weekend,but I wanted,needed to go this weekend.Christ I finish work in less than a month for three weeks,but I can't wait that long!Rant'ish over.

Chelsea football club,a joke maybe?But this did make me laugh and nicked from the BFAMWE,forum.If I were a Chelsea fan(thank god I'm not) I would suggest the owner just picks the team.It's like Groundhog Day,manager drops Chairmans star buy,manager departs.And off we go again......

So for me this weekend is a quiet day on Saturday,Ark building aside.I shall though be backing The Giant Bolster E/way around 7/1 in the Betfiar Chase at Haydock.And on Sunday I shall be at our game away to S***s,a draw I'll be chuffed with.Chuck in a little X Factor on Saturday night at Lady D's behest and all is well,well mostly.

Until then I'm off for a pint or two now and pray that the weather gods,take pity for next weekend.Enjoy your weekend.

Be Lucky

Momty D

Sunday, 11 November 2012

Remembrance Sunday

As usual a few of us jumped on the train early this morning to travel into Whitehall,to pay our respects to the fallen.To remember Grandparents who fought in both wars and for some of our number,to friends who have given their lives in more recent times.

My train home most days from work,leaves from platform eight at London Victoria.And this plaque was put up around two years ago.I often wonder while awaiting to depart,if a restless spirit still roams the station in the silent hours.Now we often bemoan the lack of respect in our country,but the bottom cross in the photo has been their since remembrance Sunday 2011.It reads simply "thank you",a nice gesture from who ever placed it their and great that it has stayed in place.Not defaced,or thrown away as thankfully most war memorials  are treated.

A quick early morning pint in Witherspoons,to warm the soul on a cold morning in our capital.Then onto the garden of remembrance at Westminster Abbey,to place our crosses to those no longer with us,a silent prayer and a heart felt thank you for the sacrifices they gave.Even now I really miss my grandparents,and great grandparents.I guess I was lucky in that I had many years with them all,where as some were not so fortunate.

The weather was superb today,the atmosphere as ever crackles with emotion.I would not miss this day for anything.It is what this country does really well,it puts on a show,but with the greatest of respect.Anyway on the way back we stopped for a pint in a pub near St.James's Park and this sign outside may me chuckle.

I did inquire while ordering a round of drinks,why the chef felt the need to punch the granny out of the Cod,but it fell on deaf ears.I also took this photo yesterday in a break from work.This lake holds some cracking Carp,Perch and Rudd and is very under fished.I am told I have to write too the lady who sometimes resides in the large house at the back of the photo to gain angling rights.Wish me luck!

I will have some angling to talk about when I next update,as my weekend work issues have lessened.The report we have been working on for one of our clients has gone out.And good god has it been a pain in the 'Arris.I should not really complain though,but bloody hell I miss my fishing.

Time to get the dinner on for when Lady D gets home from work,pour a glass and listen to us and Newcastle on TalkSport.

Be Lucky

Monty D

Wednesday, 7 November 2012

One Not To Miss

Are you and your beloved at a loose end tomorrow night?Do you hanker after a little romance and want to show your partner why angling appeals to you so much.Then get down to "Bas Vegas",for the world premier of Under Water 7.

The red carpet has been laid out and the paparazzi are on heat to capture the great and the good of the Carp angling world.You will receive a complimentary dictionary,so you may understand the "lingo".The phrases "Munga","They have been smashed up in the bay","Getttt innnn my saaannnn" and "Pukka job mate" will be second nature to you by the end of the evening.Just by learning how to converse in Thinking Tackle parlance,will make you a better angler than you are now.Its and edge that will improve your angling one fold.

After the premier you are invited to dine at the new and improved Danny Fairbrass diner,cutlery optional.Dress code is real tree top to toe.Don't be square be their.......Hugh Miles you have nothing on these guys.

Meanwhile in a corner of the netherworld,these fine chaps think on......

Where did it all go wrong Dick?

"Off to self flagellate"Again..............

Be Lucky

Monty D

Sunday, 4 November 2012

A Fool and His Eel

Work has kept me away from the bank side this week,so I thought I would do a little review of this tome that arrived with me on Wednesday.Now there are plenty of reviews online that will be far better than my words,but I will give an honest appraisal to the best of my limited ability.

Like many of us who cast a line,the best thing to do when not fishing is to read about it.I started this on Wednesday and finished it in the wee early hours this morning.At over four hundred pages and thirty two chapters its a cracking read.Written by a member of the Golden Scale Club Mark "Skeff" Walshingham.To me its a book about a man who loves his fishing,his family and all that nature has to offer in this great island of ours.

Mark takes you the reader on a journey through his life,his job and his beloved Ashmead lake and the surrounding wetland.Mark is a senior conservation manger for the National Trust and is obviously an intelligent and thoughtful person and that shines through in his writing style.He has in my eyes lived a "real boys own existence".He studied Marine Biology and he then spent five years on Operation Raleigh ending up on the Torres Strait Islands.

The book moves on and meanders from such topics as triploidisation and his work in Scotland.From rivers and Barbel to stalking Carp in old lakes.Photos of a young cherub looking author adorn the book,fishing with friends,catching Trout and learning to cast a fly.Story's of characters he has been lucky enough to meet upon the way,I really like the chapter relating the tale of whiskey and some late night poaching of Salmon.

The artwork in the book has been done by David Miller and is second to none,compared to any other book that I own.The photos are also a joy to look at,some really huge great conditioned Carp peer back at at you.But it's not just a book to glance at with envy,it's a story,like a diary really,into one mans life and dreams.

What type of angler would it appeal too?One in my eyes who likes a tale told and told well and the author manages that with some distinction.It's available here and worth every penny.............

Be Lucky

Monty D


Saturday, 27 October 2012

Lab Rats

Lab Rats,that was the task bestowed upon Gruff and I today as we ventured across from Surrey and into deepest Sussex,to fish with the legend that is the Sussex Hermit,Mr.Kevin Colston-Iles.Now I have not seen KCI for nearly two and a half years.His job and shift pattern see him mostly fish midweek.KCI will not thank me for this........But he has a list of large species that will make most people drool with envy,he has caught and caught well over the years.He was on the scene back in the day on the Medway in the mid 90s,when it started to produce large Barbel.He is without a shadow of a doubt the best angler I know,but also has a wicked and dry sense of humor.But we were needed to try and catch a few Pike,so the old fish chaser could find some hot spots and send us packing.

A Blot on the Barbel Scene Hoodie
He has this season been catching large Carp from this venue after a hiatus of twenty years,but asked Gruff and I along for a days Pike fishing.A lovely looking lake it was too,I'm sorry I cannot name the venue,well I'm not really as loose lips sink ships and all that.Arriving at first light it was a cold morning,I was wrapped up well against a cold and biting wind.Notice I did not say "Layer System" as this seems to be the new buzz phrase over on Fatwa,it is as if,they have just patented this phrase.It's "Layer System This, Layer System That".Sheep springs to mind.

Small Water Fall 
As it was a bit of a social,time to catch up and have a chat we set up in fairly close proximity to each other.I was sandwiched in the middle.Gruff had the first action with a screaming take that dropped off quickly.Typical Gruff response and a string of expletives littered the Sussex countryside.You just cannot take him anywhere.Much mirth from KCI and I,but god can the man scowl when he looses a fish.Not to worry he was soon into another fish that tailed walked and shook her head and gave us a great show.Safely netted and weighed and a nice mid double was photographed and slipped back. 

Next up was KCI and a small Jack that at first thought it was a large Pike such was the way the float shot away at speed.After this fish,KCI lost another while my baits were unmolested all day.I was getting some right stick,but when you have two people fishing either side of you,your bound to struggle right?

Now the weather forecast promised a lovely sunny day,but around noon it started to pour with rain,the kind that the wind brings straight into your face.So as well as blanking,I was getting soaked too,not fun.But the  two chaps kept up their barbed comments up until we packed up.Thank you lads it was very welcome being made aware of my short comings!A smashing venue,cracking wind ups and an all round nice session.And we will see you in a few weeks mate as Gruff and I can't wait to get back.

Lastly this made me laugh in the week from Wednesdays Times.With the Jimmy Saville affair making the headlines and the Badger cull being put back,Peter Brooks has again come up with another well observed cartoon.He is in my opinion bang on the money with this one. 

Enjoy the rest of your weekend and if you are on the bank tight lines.

Be Lucky

Monty D

Saturday, 13 October 2012

The View From My Office Window

I like this,this little stunner is just along from our office where I'm typing this up from.I do feel as if I have been here for ever these last few weeks.No line has been cast,no peace and sanity has calmed my aching mind,befuddled with a merger we are trying to engineer for one of our clients.It's a tough old life at times for poor Monty,oh and the boiler packed up at home last night.Thankfully Gruff is coming over early in the morning to have a look,so I can still get back up here in the office at a suitable hour.My money is on the PCB board needing to be replaced,so for now the emergency fan heaters will come into play.Glad to say the gaff still has hot water though.

Obviously spending so much time in the office of late it  has not been all work,when I need a little break I have been catching up with a few blogs.I don't tend to follow many, preferring to have a little peer down from Yat Rock  at my own leisure..... This Is one I really enjoy and Jeff writes well,he tells a tale well with a degree of humor.I'm not a fan of blogs that are "I cast out,caught a fish,here it be".I like to feel I'm involved in some way if that makes sense.Jeff does manage that. Marks blog keeps me entertained also .His videos are very good and he is so well spoken and polite.Every mother would like a son like Mark,mine got unlucky I guess having me? And lastly this one.Lumby comes across as a sarcastic and caustic old bastard.Who I'm sure would like to see smiling curtailed in public,Christmas abolished and gruel to be eaten five times a week.But for all that his blog is good.

There are others but time at present does not allow,if I'm going to make the 18.00 Epsom service from London Victoria today.I must though mention politics,well the end of the conference season.After watching the so called "Big Three" these last few weeks,Clegg,Milliband and Cameron my conclusion is that not one speech resonated with me at all.No one spoke to me or for me,not one barnstorming spiel that made me go actually I agree...........

Three men who were bland,unconvincing and not one will get my vote in a few years time,It's not all doom and gloom though.Mitt Romney,now will our American friends really vote for a man who is a Mormon?Or will they stay with Mr.Obama?Both guys make our guys look like poets and learned scholars.That's how poor they appear to me any how.

I started this with a view from my office,it will be another two weeks until I can be back where I want to be and seeing sunrises like this.Pretty boring and pointless blog entry really.But it's given me a little break from work,so it's done its job for now.

Enjoy the rest of the weekend you lucky people who are fishing.

Be Lucky

Monty D

Saturday, 29 September 2012

Pike Recce

With Gruff and I's local rivers being up and running at present,we decided to have a gander at one of our club lakes for Pike.Personally,it did not hold a huge amount of appeal to me,much preferring my Pike fishing to be done on running water.Plus the last time I looked at this lake was around eight years ago and the inspiration  was just not there at the time to fish it.

Move forward to today and it's a different looking lake,very weedy still at present.Depths go down to forty feet at it deepest with some shallows and bays.A good head of Tench now,plus hoards of Roach and Rudd.The Pike count,well Gruff has been chatting to one of our fellow PAC members,he informs him that it is in no way,a prolific Pike venue,but it does hold some good fish.

I settled around the middle of the lake and fish two dead baits on the bottom.Chilly old morning in the shade and with a stiff breeze,so on came the most sublime and lucky of angling tiftters.Gruff settled into a bay and fish a popped up Mackerel over the weed and a float ledgerd Herring.

Top Tiffter,But Learn To Smile Son
We nearly never got any bait at all,Gruff phoned the local fish monger and asked him to put aside some Herrings for us.Gruff pops down about an hour later to collect said Herrings.....

"Got me Herrings then mate"

"Nope I've sold 'em all"

"Why?I asked you to keep some"

"Don't worry I've saved you some Whitebait instead"

"Whitebait I did not want fooking Whitebait,how the fook can I Pike fish with them"

Frankly I think Gruff was bang out of order swearing like that in public,but well done for finding another source,even though the bait was huge.Best phone uncle Fickling on Monday and stock up the freezer.Oh and we both blanked not a sniff of a Pike today.We fished until one o'clock from first light but the water looked dead.No prey fish scattered in fright as a large Esox made a bid for her lunch.

To be honest I would now like to give this lake a good try,just to see what surprises it holds.But as ever time and other species are to be taken into consideration.I can't do the whole single species thing,it bores me.Perch,Pike,Chub,Roach I love them all.And after today,I will not now be back on the bank side in all probability until the last Saturday in October,due to an excruciating work load coming up.But on that said Saturday,Gruff and I will be travelling to deepest Sussex to fish some where very special with the legend that is Mr.Kevin Colston-Iles,author of an article in BF1,hence the decent price it sells for owing to KCI and his valuable input.So September started well with a nice River Carp,Chub and Perch but tailed of slightly in these last two trips.Sorry about the poor quality photos,had to use the camera phone today. 


From Tuesdays Times,this I think sums it up very well.

Enjoy the rest of your weekend and if your on the bank,enjoy it as much as I do.

Be Lucky

Monty D

Monday, 24 September 2012

Before The Rain.......

A little odd one this weekend as whether  to fish or not.My presence should have been made at the Wye do,but four weeks ago my transport manager informed me that he would be unable to make the trip this year,for a multitude of reasons the main one being that he was skint.Various other avenues were explored,people asked but with the short notice it was a non starter.So on Friday I still got up early and was going to go back down one of my local venues for some Perch.Tackle sorted the night before and I heaved the rucksack on my back,got to the front door to leave and closed it again.My heart was just not in it,really wanted to be elsewhere.But that's life and  now have to make sure I get to next years bash.

Saturday I made the trip to Upton Park for our game against Sunderland,cracking day for standing outside the pub and talking bollocks.As ever I manged this with some expertise,numerous pints were swallowed and a brisk walk down the Barking Road to the ground just before kick off.Sunderland went a goal up after around ten minutes and you just knew it would be a hard struggle as O'neil has molded them into a typical hard to beat side.And we battered them without scoring,until right near the final whistle when Nolan popped up to rescue a point.Good game and it's always nice to catch up with mates,you only really see at football give of take the odd "I'm now happily divorced party".

Yesterday I did manage to sneak a few hours on the bank,looking at the weather forecast I figured I could get away with four hours or so before the predicted deluge arrived.Would the Barbel play ball this morning,well no.Neither did the Chub,nothing wanted to head up away from this raft swim where I have caught some nice fish in the past.Being truthful I was on auto pilot,going through the motions so to speak.Never a good way to fish in my eyes.The rain came early,I packed up and got soaked walking back and squelched  home for a hot bath and two pints of London Porter to warm the soul.Depends on the weather as to what to target this coming weekend.

Now picture the scene............A lovely day a few weeks back on the river Kennet,on one bank sits a single species chairman and his friend.On the other two lads who belong to the ABF amble along,a hearty hello all round.When it's heard that the "ABF are the enemy" and the said single species chairman pretends to shoot across the bank with an imaginary gun.

"Darn those ABF chaps,let 'em have it.Blatt,Blatt"

The two chaps from the ABF found it rather and odd thing to experience.I myself found it mildly amusing and would assume the men in white coats will be along soon?

Be Lucky

Monty D

Saturday, 15 September 2012

Perch Bobber

These past few weeks while out an about on various beats of river it's been noticeable how active the Perch have been.So this week I ordered 100 lob worms in readiness for today's six hours or so down on the bank side.Where to go though was the quandary?I fancied some where new,away from my usual Perch haunts that I can almost guarantee some good sport,its the unknown that lights up my and many other anglers imagination.I decided to head to a beat of river that I fish for other species but have never tried for Perch.

As ever I arrived around first light and entered the fishery and headed around a mile or so downstream.Mild morning too in comparison with others mornings this week.Nothing fancy about my Perch tackle,six pound line straight through to a size six hook,two lob worms,job done.Cast out and await..........The Crayfish and they did not disappoint,float dibbling and swaying with gay abandon from the off.Not an awful lot that can be done really,you just have to fish through the bloody things.First proper bite and the float buried and stayed under,rod swept back and a small Jack shot up and tail walked all over the swim,deepest of deep joys.Hooked firmly in the scissors and back he went,to no doubt to fool some other angler that he or she was attached to a large Perch for a brief second.

In the next four hours I did mange six Perch in between the Crayfish,none that needed weighing with the largest maybe going around 1.8lbs or so.Time for a move.........

I walked 500 yards or so upstream and settled in a swim that had a nice shady area,good depth of around six feet under a willow tree.Cast out and wait.......The float buried,rod back and strike into thin air.Cast back out and it did not cock,taken on the drop.A nice little sparky,zig zag kind of fight associated with this cracking species.In the net and on the scales she went 2.12,not a bad fish that.The next three casts brought a further three,two pound plus Perch.I had landed on a shoal it seemed,no Cray Fish too and all was well with the world once more.

A 2.1 going back

A 2.12 Largest of the Day
By the time I packed away at 12.15,I had another Jack of around six pounds,that jumped out of the net while I got my camera,gave a great scrap did that fish.Again hooked firmly in the scissors and took line off the clutch at will.And a further six Perch that went from around  the pound mark,down to ounces.The largest fish getting caught first.Really pleased with today,nice when a plan works out.I'm not one to blow my own trumpet,but by keeping my eyes open these last few weeks I've seen some Perch potential where I've not looked before.Will this beat bring me my much longed for 4lb plus fish,I'm not sure.But it will be fun finding out,if it goes tits up I can scuttle back to my more regular haunts and try there.

Now around six weeks or so ago,a poster on the River Thames thread over on Fatwa posted about a capture of a brace of Barbel he had caught.Both in excess of 15lbs.As of yet no photos have come to light,various excuses have been made as to why.He also has a link with a bait company,no photos on that website either.Various posters on Fatwa have gently prodded him,but the lad is standing firm!I would have thought by now the bait company would want to reap some publicity?Or is it a little fib?Time will out I guess,but the old adage "No Need To Lie" surely must still apply to our most wonderful of pastimes.Who's fooling who I wonder.

That's it for now,enjoy the rest of your weekend.

Be Lucky

Monty D

Friday, 7 September 2012

Doppelgangers Of The Angling World Part XVIII

I've not had one of these since June,so here we go again.Below we have that all round good egg and new editor of the BS magazine,Barbel Fisher Rob Hilton.

Rob Hilton

A below we have that terrible chap who revels in the dark arts Lord Voldemort,who also happens to be a huge Leeds United fan and a lover of Spanish Carp,caught recently on a break away from causing trouble at 'T Mill.

Lord Voldermort
Two sessions out on the bank for me in the past few days.Tuesday was a real struggle with just one small Bream to show for my efforts.I fished a beat of river that I normally avoid as it can get somewhat busy at weekends.But being a Tuesday I took a chance,one other angler was also on the banks and we exchanged pleasantries.He was all doom and gloom on the Barbel front,telling me how poor he and his fishing companions had fared this season.I think for what it's worth,on this particular river you must expect to bank maybe one Barbel every three to four visits.Other species far out number the Barbel,though they do go to in excess of 15lbs.Then it was the Crayfish and the Otter problem etc,etc.Nice enough chap,but a little pessimistic for my liking.I did make a suggestion in that he should just enjoy his fishing and take what comes along and not get caught up reading about more productive rivers,I do feel though my words fell on deaf ears?

Today I was up and on the river for first light and went around four miles downstream from the other day.Cracking weather for sun bathing not the best for fishing,roaming about for five hours or so rolling meat,looking for well oxygenated water in hope of a Barbel.

No Barbel today but I did have five Chub.Not really what I was after on such robust tackle,enjoyable all the same keeping mobile and trying to find some fish as opposed to fishing static and watching a tip,that at times can be hard work if you are a fidget arse like me.

Now I know a few of you like a good munch with the odd glass of wine,yesterday was Lady D's birthday and we went for lunch here you are in the south of the country or indeed you pop down to civilization every now and then for some culture,do yourself a favor and give it a go.It's been superb for years now and they  really do look after you.Great food though the wine list can make the eyes water a little.Mention Monty and no doubt you will treated like a Lord I assure you,or maybe not.

It's Friday so as ever I'm going to pop out and have a cupla pints in the warm afternoon sun.Enjoy your weekend and if you are out on the bank tight lines.

Be Lucky

Monty D