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Bayleaf the Gardener

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My Speen Moors misery continues. No bites in the first couple of hours alternating floated maggot with legered bread flake. The low sun was bright, and perhaps that's what put the fish off, combined, perhaps with yesterdays below-zero temperatures. So, on to Parliament Draft, and fished very swim, having pepped each with 15 mins of loose feed first. Zip. I'd burned most of them on my swim-crawl back towards the entry gate, when a fellow committee member, whose angling skills I revere, turned up on a scouting mission and assured me that in his opinion I wasn't doing much wrong. There being a bit more pace to the water, he was surprised the fish weren't showing. Frankly, I wasn't. 

For the last swim on the Draft, I threw caution to the wind and scaled down from the size 14 hook correctly advised to me, and went for an 18 on a gossamer-thin hook length. I hit the motherload. As the cold, January rain started to fall I nailed six (count them), six small dace, and two equally diminutive roach. Even they stopped when the rain turned to sleet,  with just three minnows (and one crayfish so large I was tempted to weigh it) to show for my persistence before even I took the hint and gave up. Pah!

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