Saturday, 10 August 2013

Still No Tench

Today Gruff and I popped down to a different lake on the complex hopeful of a Tench or two and failed again to find that elusive Tinca.This lake below was a lot more to my liking than the lake above where we fished last month.It looked more "Tenchy",had a much better depth with around four feet or so in the edge,with a deeper channel running through the middle of the lake.

So what went wrong? Hoards and hoards and I mean hoards of small Roach,Rudd,Silver Bream and Bleak,it was akin to a Mongol invasion of small stuff.Now Gruff fished two rods,one on the float and a feeder rod,baited with two pieces of real corn and a fake piece fished on a hair rig.Time and again the two real bits were stripped down leaving just the fake corn left.



He soldiered on though and was rewarded if that is the right term,with this Bream and was snapped up  on the float rod by what he said felt like a very solid fish.

That Shirt Will Hum A Bit.
I decided to float fish,alternating between Corn and Maggots as bait.I could not keep a bait in the water for more than five minutes.Time and again suicidal small fish hung themselves,two large bits of corn were soon bashed up until the float slid away.All the fish I caught were of this stamp below and I lost count after around forty or so.





So what can be done to get into the Tench that we know the lake holds.On the way back we discussed this.We both agreed a boilie approach may help us.But me being me,I do not want to fish this way on a small Estate Lake,I have fished in this manner on large lakes and gravel pits years ago and it works.But on here,I just do not want too.Like many of us we have a preferred style of fishing,it may hinder us a great deal.But when we do get it right it's all the sweeter,though when that will be god alone knows.

The predators were very active today,with prey fish scattering in all areas of the lake.I also spent an hour stalking two nice Carp,who were aware of my presence.This lake see's very little angling pressure and they simply just melted away each time some crust was placed near by.Canny bastards.

But we also had Princess Lola with us today,I had not seen her for a while.So Gruff took this photo of his little darling.She was somewhat shocked to see me using a cane rod and not dressed in tweed,but each to their own eh Lola?

Clever dog though,a while back Gruff was fishing with two lads from THE REGIMENT,those bastions of excellence based in Hereford.Sandwiches were left on the bank,Lola crept up on the blindside,ate the sandwich filling and slipped away undetected.Way to go lads I feel so much safer with you two looking after our national interests ;-0.


"No tweed you pikey tramp"
But you know how it is,you did not catch what you were after.But you still spent more time laughing than anything,so it's not all bad.


Enjoy the rest of your weekend.


Be Lucky.

Monty D


14 comments:

  1. We are all human mate, even the Viking. I was supposedly sworn to secrecy about that, but well it’s just too good to keep to mi'sen.

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    1. True,very true.He can slip in an out of Yemen,Afgan,Iraq.But back in the UK he is out foxed by a Ridgeback ;-0

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    2. In my defence, I was asleepish, and I didnt want the sandwich anyway. Fussy bloody bitch didnt want the bread either!! typical woman!

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    3. A shoddy excuse soldier,a message is on it's way to HQ.;-0

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    4. I thought you guys slept with one eye open! What about the renown pike unlander was he asleepish as well?

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  2. Sounds like a place for a big fat worm mate. And the dog - quality pure quality.

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    1. There was big billowing clouds of silt and bubbles coming up in my swim,it still failed to deter the little buggers.

      It will have to wait a while,back on the river next week.

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    2. Never forget that boilies are just another bait, failing that make some paste ........ and boil it :o)

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    3. I am not anti boilie mate,I use them on the river.I just do not want to use them down here.

      Anyway it's nearly twelve bells,so while Lady D sleeps off her night shift I'm going out for a cupla.;-0

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    4. In Answer to a Text you sent me Monty....Hemp an Maples my Lad!

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    5. You had better been float fishing grrrrrr ;-0

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  3. Unlucky on the tench, Monty. Looks a nice place though. If it's any consolation I've not got anywhere near my target of a five pound tench this year. But a certain Yessling Ying did get in touch recently and very kindly offered up a couple of suggestions for next spring/summer!

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    1. Ben,

      They are nice lakes,but they do like many old lakes have a silt problem.Nice places to spend some time on.

      As for Ying,his a good lad ;-0

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  4. Monty,

    You will never catch the noble Tinca while you are fishing with that Gruffalo fellow. I put him on a top Tinca peg once next to a ruffian from Luton, and he proceeded to catch feck all............cooked a luvverly breakfast though.

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