Well, with a day off work I had planned a days fishing with a friend today.
Things were not looking good last night, howling wind, lashing rain. Studying the weather forecast though I was slightly reassured that the worst of the weather would be contained within the hours of darkness. I went to bed last night hopeful that conditions may be better in the morning. I still wasn't feeling 100% in myself, was the streaming cold I had suffered with last week making another appearance?
Woke this morning to clear blue skies. I can't believe we are toward the end of October, a step outside my front door and the warmth of the Autumn sun felt more like a mid Summer morning!
Feeling as though I was getting the better of the aggressive cold I had endured all week and with the comforting thought of another day off work my mind wandered to fishing.
Conditions were very bright, the warmth would not have permeated the lower layers to such an extent as to spur frantic feeding, but,
Managed to sneak off work early at lunchtime.
Decided not to go straight home but to check out a few local venues to see how they were fairing with the weather.
First venue visited was a particular favourite of mine, a small intimate stillwater pond, well stocked and guaranteed catching water. Not today - the whole surface was frozen.
Although the ice was thin and could easily be broken I decided not to go home and get the rods out. The lack of any other anglers also confirmed my decision
Well, here we go, my first entry in my blog.
My name's Gaz, I've lived in Yorkshire all my life and have been seriously into fishing for around 10 years. I class myself as a pleasure angler and fish solely for the pleasure of getting out and about on the bank, be it river, lake, pond or canal.
I fish most methods with pole normally taking 1st place when fishing stillwaters. I have started to rediscover the pleasures of rod and line fishing, especially on the rivers.
I wish I had more t
Woke to a breezy clear day this morning. Still in the good books from my gardening duties yesterday.
After my second coffee of the day decided today would be my last chance to wet a line until late next week owing to work.
Still sniffling from a bad cold (this one's taking some shifting!) I decided that maybe sitting perched on a seatbox may be unwise. A more roving approach would keep the blood circulating.
I had considered having a session on the river but felt with the previous nigh
After a week at work, still struggling with the effects of this cursed cold I finished at lunch time.
My plan earlier in the week had been to enjoy an afternoon at a local pond where I could regain confidence in my ability to fish! as the last few non event outings had seriously dented my confidence.
Head bowed I dashed to my car almost bent double against the wind and rain, threw myself into the drivers seat, peered out of the window and cursed my luck silently.
A terrible day.