Just thought I would post about my last time out. Been a very long time since I did so
Myself and my brother decided to have a go at the usual stretch we go to when targeting the larger specimens. It is a stretch of the Ribble know for producing some very large fish.
We arrived at around 5pm and got our stuff sorted but I didnt rig up and instead opted to have a play with the lure gear instead. I have bought some really small 1" rubber shads to have a go for the perch. I made a few cas
With the start of the new season I was able to have a look at some new water. I joined a new club in april and I was dying to get on to one of their river stretches to see what it was like. It was a place I had wanted to fish for a long time but never had the chance. Finally I have the stretch on my card so off I went.
I arrived at the river around 5pm hoping to get a couple of hours in but it was mainly to be a recce to see what the water was like. I hiked through the fields and arrived at
So today saw me hitting a brand new water on a brand new card. I joined a club that I have waited many years to join last week so I wanted to make the most right away and try one of their waters. It was a small sized and very natural looking lake. A very nice quiet place to be. Sadly it was to be that way with the fish too but nevertheless I enjoyed being there and seeing some new water. I have a huge list of waters to go for now so choosing will be difficult. I intend to try another on monday.
This saturday saw me eager to get out and and give the old quiver tip a go. Having been prevented from getting out for a little while due to the weather i was hopeful for a good session and had opted to go to a local still water. The night before however it turned bitterly cold and there was a hard frost on the car. I had a feeling this would have a detrimental effect on the fishing and boy was I right.
I packed the gear up, headed down and got set up and tried to remain hopeful. It was that
Well today saw me packing the car up at 7am with a very small amount of gear. This can usually only mean one thing. Pike time.
I chucked my net, rod and bag into the car and had a coffee before setting off. It seemed a nice mild day outside. Odd for this time of the year but I'm not going to complain.
I made my way to the venue of choice, a canal that has produced well for me in the past. The plan for the day was to alternate between wobbling deadbaits and lure fishing. I have just recen
Sunday night saw me finally make my first appearance of the season on the river Ribble. It feels like forever since I last got out on there. I planned to meet Pete (Latimeria) at around 5pm and do some ledgering into dark.
I arrived at the car park and waited but Pete was going to be late so I decided to head down to the swim and get set up. Another fella was on there when I turned up but to my delight he was packing up. I asked if he had had anything and he said no. Having never blanked on
Tonights session was organised on fairly short notice and was to see me meeting another AN member, one who I actually met on the river Ribble long before he joined AN. We had spoken about our options and he kindly offered to show me a stretch of a small river which has since made it into my top three locations to fish. It is one of those places where you turn up, take one look and then say to yourself 'there is no way there are fish in here and if they are they will be miniscule'. How wrong I wa
Following my first ever two pound perch and the consistently good weather I was spurred on to have another go on Saturday on the same stretch of canal to see if I could root out another big perch.
This session was to be an early start. I had to be home by 12pm to make sure I could help the wife out with getting things sorted for our daughters christening the following day. I made the decision (despite having been at work all week with 6:30am starts) to get up at 5:30am and head straight do
Well yesterday saw me with a day off work so what else to do but get myself out of the house and do some fishing. With the rivers still being so high I decided they were going to be a bit of a write off. I decided (as is becoming more and more common) to reach for the lure fishing gear.
The target for the day was going to be the perch on a stretch of canal that I have been trying to master for a while now. It has produced some large pike for me and almost never results in a blank. It is a
Well after the weekend turned out to be a bit of a washout I found myself finally getting on the small river last night for a few hours in the hope that it had dropped back to a normal level. When I arrived I saw that it was a nice level but quite a dark colour with sediment in the water. Not perfect but still fishable. I set up on a 2.5g woodys float and decided to give the trent a spin.
I made my way to a swim and started trickling maggots in. First few trots with the trent left me feelin
Well the start to the new season has been a total washout. Both river options flooded and packed out with expectant anglers so I decided not to bother and to pick up the spinning outfit instead and head to the canal.
I arrived after dinner and started walking the banks and casting around. It was a nice day and I only needed to wear a t-shirt which has been rare of late. I fished a few likely looking spots with little joy. I was enjoying myself regardless though as for me just to be out with
Well it was that time again. Wingham 2012. The dream of a monster tench had returned.
The first day of the fish in saw me waking up at 6am full of enthusiasm. I loaded the car, said goodbye to the wife, new born daughter and cat and began my 300 mile journey. The hours flew by and I was soon pulling in through the fabled gates. It was almost 1pm by the time I landed. I was as keen as mustard and minutes after I arrived Terry and Sam were at my car with the trailer after a nice welcome and
Well today saw me very busy and finding the time to get out was fairly difficult. We had to go to the hospital to get a scan on the baby. Thankfully all was well. I spoke to a friend and we agreed that if we had the time we would get down to the canal for a few hours.
By the time everything had been sorted out and I had left the hospital it was quite late and I knew that if I got down to the canal it would only be for the last 2 hours of light. My favourite time and one that has proven succ
A long time since I last got round to making a blog entry. Today saw me make a snap decision to scrap the gym session in favour of picking the spinning rod up and heading for the canal for a spot of lure fishing.
I headed down to my usual stretch in the hope that I could extend my knowledge about it and try and find some perch swims ready for the warmer weather. I decided to begin at the bridge where I had caught my perch on the drop shotting gear and work my way back down towards preston.
Well I had my first go at dropshotting today. After hearing of the pollution incident on the small river the canal was to be the target. I got myself one of the berkely dropshotting kits and a load of other rubber shads and worms. Got my rod tackled up the night before and my other tackle and was shocked at how little I actually needed to take. Even less than when I go lure fishing usually. All I needed was a rod, net and my terminal tackle in my pocket.
I made my way to the canal and condi
Well today saw me down by the small river again. Only this time was to be a bit more special. The reason, my dad was over from Ireland and this was to be the first fishing trip we have had together on our own for as long as I can actually remember.
It was one of those days of reminiscing and catching up and reforming bonds that had begun to die with age. I don't get to see my father much these days with him living in Ireland and this was one of those rare chances to really have a good talk
Well it's been a while since I posted a blog report up. Have been out and about fishing but as I have left it so long to write an entry I couldnt possibly remember everything that happened in order to make a good post
So this sunday gone I had an impromptu session with the new spinning rod. Upon waking I had no plans to get out and do some angling however the weather had taken a surprising turn for the better so I decided to make hay and get up and out at 8am and try and get an hour or so
Well today saw me heading off after a nice lie in to a really great little river not all that far from my native Preston. The target for the day was dace and chub using the good old trotting gear.
I loaded up the car and made my way down to the river with the hope that it would be at a satisfactory level to send a float down. As I arrived I hopped straight out of the car and made my way to the bridge that runs over it and peered down. Straight away I could see the level was lower than expec
Well today saw a return to the wigan area for a trip to a small river with Tigger once more. We had the intention of doing some tip work for whatever came along just to make a change from the trotting.
We met up at the usual spot and drove down to our destination. As we walked along the bank I couldnt help but admire how nice the river looked but also couldnt help but notice how damn hot I was. The last time I wear the heavy waterproofs on an average day!
We walked a sizeable length of
Well today saw a meeting of 3 AN members 'oop north' to spend a few hours trotting on a small but great looking river.
Weather was less than favourable with strong blustery winds and rain coming in sheets but being the hardy northern folk that we are we decided to give it a go regardless. I met up with Ian (Tigger) and Brain (Lutra) at our usual meeting place and off we went to the river.
We arrived to see it a little more coloured than it had been last time I saw it but it was still
A rather impromptue session last evening saw me rushing back from work at 5pm to pick my brother up ready for a nice evening session on the ribble. Everything was looking great. All tackled up and ready to go. At least that is what I though. 5 minutes away from my brothers house I remembered I had taken my damn leads out of my bag when I went spinning with Tigger. That was 20 minutes lost straight away as I had to drive back to my house and back again.
I picked my brother up who looked just
Plans were very much up in the air for this weekend until an offer of a days spinning for perch by Tigger.
After meeting up we took a little tour of some waters he knows. Fantastic looking waters perfect for light feeder or trotting work and ones that will certainly be revisited in the future. I cannot say anymore as I would not like to dishonour Tigger for being kind enough to show me and I am certain he would not like me to divulge locations.
After looking at the waters we decided
Well I missed putting a session on here the other week but I will sum up last saturdays events.
An early start waking up at 4.45am. With the weather being predicted to be nice I thought I would have to rise really early to get a good swim.
Arrived at the river at 5.30am and waded out to put the baitwaiter into the pebbles on the bank stick and began to fire maggots in to create a nice steady stream to hopefully entice some fish into the area and get them feeding hard. I had identified
Arrived back off the honeymoon on thursday. Just thought I would post up a pic of the only fish that I caught while I was away. Fishing in Sri Lanka was a no go due to very rough seas which was disappointing but I managed to arrange a trip in the maldives to go lure fishing on a boat. It was billed as a casting trip so I was expecting to catch loads of jacks and barracuda but I only got to make ten casts which was annoying. For the most part we were trolling lures behind the boat wh