A last chance to make amends for the month. My nerdy spreadsheet shows that June 2021 brough a total weight of 221lbs 7oz, while this crummy month has limped to 118lb 2oz with just this session to go.

Regular readers will know that I've being finding it quite scratchy for weeks now, and tonight was no different. The wind which has accompanied so many of my recent trips was here again, blowing hard from the south causing a proper surf, ruling out my intended float fishing plan. So method feeder it was, either against the far bank or along the margin. I had to set my tacklebox on the bank edge to shelter the bobbin and stop the wind rocking it like a pendulum. Despite the clear sense of danger, much to my surprise I managed not to kick it into the drink with my clumsy size 12s. My chances had been improved thanks due to a lack of activity on the bank. Wrapped in the winter jacket I had run to the car for, I was troubled by just two fish - a 4lb 10 Common and a very pretty little Crucian, with the only fish of any potential significance dropping off just before the net.

Roll on July.