It was really foggy here first thing, which meant that the dawn dragged out until about 8.30. I fished from 6.45 to 9am for the perch, and only had one bite. It was from this fellow, at about 8am when I was about to give up hope:
I didn't think it would make the magic 3, but it did with a whole ounce to spare I guess this means I'll have to get out of bed earlier in future...
Once the sun had burnt away the fog I gave up on the perch and wobbled some smelt back to the car. This was great fun, and resulted in 4 takes from little pike, only one of which I managed to land
All in all, a very enjoyable morning.
Edited by Anderoo, 10 October 2009 - 01:25 PM.