Gruff and I had a six hour session today on a local beat of river,after a Pike or three,the day started in it's usual style with the ubiquitous phone call of "I'm running a little late mate".Quell surprise there old boy,but he was at the meeting point about 15 minutes late and with it being so mild who really cares?
Anyway the first hour we both float fished Sprat dead baits and not a sniff was to be had,this particular bay tends to fish well at this time of year.I changed over to a large Mackerel tail and popped it back out,within a minute the float wobbled,stuttered and moved off.I wound down and was into a fish and played it towards the net,up she popped and she looked a scraper double,then she shook her head and the hooks flew out of her mouth,oh bum or words to that effect.With the bait still intact the bait went straight back out. It had not really settled when it was off again.Wind down and into another fish,a couple of runs and another scraper double was ready for netting.As I eased her over the net,she tail walked and threw the hooks,sending the float and two trebles into an over head tree,oh the joy of angling.
Now it gets a little surreal,as the float stops had moved I cast out again without a bait to make sure I had the depth correct.The float did not settle but moved off.Gruff said "Fook me you in again".I thought I had foul hooked a fish,but no both trebles were firmly in the mouth of this little Jack,how can that happen?I know I like a piss take on this blog,but Gruff will testify what I've just posted is gospel.
Anyway I had one more stuttering take on a Mack Head,that I pulled out of.Now it was Gruffs turn,he had a short stuttering,dibble of a float movement.He wound down and after a couple of seconds he pulled out of a fish.Bait goes back out and the same again he lets the float sail away and he winds down,fish on then off.He winds in slowly and he sees a Pike follow,strike then let go.One more chance for Gruff and his into a decent fish,she tail walks and a good mid double shakes here head and spits out the hooks.Both of us were somewhat perplexed to be honest,bait and hook size were the correct ratio.Hooks were sharp and we always "hit" our Pike early to avoid deep hooking,but seldom have we both endured such frustration in a few hours.When checking the baits.Most teeth marks where at the tail end,we also switched to whole Herrings as opposed to Mack Tails.So were the Pike picking up the bait side on in a finicky manner,just gently mouthing the bait as opposed to moving off?Hence the very small runs on the floats that stopped and started.All good fun though and something that makes you want to go back and put right.
Now to a little national stereotyping,are you or I really surprised that this man some how "slipped and fell into a life boat",thus leaving his ship to others?Have you heard the radio of the coast guards,telling him to get back on board.As I said national stereotyping at it's worst,but in a tight spot,would you really want this man with you?Na thought not.
Lastly this lady passed away yesterday and what a voice and song this is,If you can't romance your lady to this,well you have no chance and you best give up.Oh and Lady D,who is working tonight this is for you :-)
That's it,enjoy the rest of your weekend.