1.3.23 - River Kennet - Hambridge
So, life continues to get in the way of my fishing, It's been over a week now and cold turkey is not pleasant.
Managed to squeeze in a couple of hours legering cheese paste on the Kennet for chub. No bites, except from one decent branch that I trawled from the depths in the first three swims. No cheese paste made it back on the hook from any cast making me suspect it wasn't sticking, or else the dreaded crays had woken up.
On the fourth swim, on the edge of the mid-channel current, there was a slight tremble on the rod tip just before dark. I pulled at the rod with the fervour that only a biteless hour can give you and struck the bottom. Only after a few seconds the bottom started to move, and in the opposite direction that the earlier branch had gone. The reel screeched a few times as I did my best to contain it to open water. Finally the fish came nearer to me and a large dorsal fin broke the surface. It was no chub.
This was the second barbel of my angling career and my first since circa 1981. To say I was excited was a huge understatement. I had no more bites in the remaining hour, but did I care?
Edited by Bayleaf the Gardener
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