I joined Kingfishers (KAPS) late last year, mainly to fish the rivers, and to fish with friends who are already members.
But they do also have a number of stillwaters.
One of these is comprised of three lakes that are only about 20 mins from where I live (Why did I buy a house so far away from decent fishing, 20 years before retirement - No longer working, I'd love to be able to just pick up my rods and stroll down to the local river, rather than having to plan a journey).
A late bit of rain soaked the potato bed and when I next went to dig a few spuds, the first forkful turned over was full of fat juicy lob-worms.
Too many to ignore, I fetched a bucket from the shed, added wet shredded newspaper and collected lobs as well as potatoes.
The bucket stood in the shed for a couple of weeks, demanding that I think about going perch fishing.
Now one of the problems of being retired is that the calendar soon becomes full.
And when there are not pre-ar
Thought I'd get out for a couple of hours stick float fishing in preparation for the Itchen Fish-in in just over a weeks time.
The 'river' (more of a stream really) was fined down nicely, and I was soon getting small roach and chub up to around 8oz from most of my favourite swims.
(Where the river is often just inches deep, deeper holes formed around features usually hold a few fish)
Early on, I lost a larger chub that took me by surprise and went straight into the tree roots.
Managed to get on top of my emails this morning, and out for a bicycle ride by just after 12.
26th October, a decent day and Brenda's in London so I have the car.
Too good not to go fishing!
Took the quick route home, and threw some tackle into the boot (nearly forgot to pack a rod)
Stopped for 1/2 pint of red and white maggots at the local tackle shop then 1/2 hour drive had me at the waterside.
The river (more of a stream really, filled with wooden branches and waterlo