Not posted for a week or so, been decorating, . I did manage to squeeze a couple of trips in though, both to the river. The first was the usual dace hunt, I seem to have them sussed out, I had another mid double figure net. Mostly dace with the addition of a small roach, a chub about 1lb, a couple of perch about 8oz, and two grayling biggest about 12oz.
My wife went on a shopping trip to Cheshire Oaks, last Friday until late Saturday, so I went fishing. My favourite kind of late autumn/early winter day, barely a breath of wind, a foot of extra water, a tinge of colour, and foggy, can't go wrong. Trotting a stick float through the flat calm swim was a doddle, could hold back nicely, shot it right down, and see every indication of the float. Only problem was, there were no indications, apart from a bit of weed on the bottom that occasionally caught the hook. I kept up the feed while I rang the changes with the depth, shotting, hook etc. After an hour, my first bite, a dace, then a half dozen more and the swim went dead. Half an hour later, a couple more, then another dead spell. This happened several times, I guessed something was spooking them. I put out a couple of lobs on a bomb, hoping that the big perch were about, nothing. I decided to cast around the swim and see if they were localised. On retrieving my third cast, the was rod nearly yanked out of my hand, and I connected with something that wanted to be on the other side of the river. After a short but spirited fight a pike of about 6/7lb was in my net, my size 6 hook neatly embedded in the scissors. I released the fish a couple of swims upstream, and when I started trotting again, the dace were back! Another half dozen, then back to scratching for them, just picking the odd one from around the swim, they wouldn't settle. Then I got a bite, struck into a dace, that suddenly bent my rod double! I played it for a few minutes, and even brought it to the surface, another pike with the dace across it's jaws, this one looked bigger than the one I'd landed, then the 1.7bs hook length went, and I swore. I had a few more dace but as before it was a struggle. The last hour before dark I fed some mashed bread, and fished flake, in the hope that a few chub would show, but they didn't want to play.
The club that own the water have a late season offer of a yearbook from Dec1st to end of March, for £10, and seeing as it's £5 a day ticket it's a good offer. There is a lot more water available with the yearbook, and the £10 covers the joining fee for next year, win, win. They've just got a new lake that's well stocked with true crucians, and rudd, so that will be on the cards for next year, it's a long time since I caught a crucian.
PS, I did buy some scales, a set of Browning digital ones that were on offer. Only trouble is I haven't had to use them yet. I could have used them on the pike I suppose, but apart from it being the biggest fish I've caught for a few years, it wasn't hat special, and I didn't want to keep it out of the water for too long.