despite me having the comings of a summer cold and a banging headache I'll try my best for a write up.
we got at the bankside for around 09:30, my good friend Bazz fished the feeder whilst I roamed around with the lures. The weather was a bit miserable, low cloud, spotting rain & a chilly wind gave me doubts that it'll be a decent day for us both.
so I started to make my way along the bank of the reservoir casting and swapping lures to get a way of the action and running depth (with the canal its averages around 4ft whilst the reservoir was a lot deeper at over 10ft at places.) I finally settled for a MH 3'' fat belly shad in a pike pattern, this little'un goes quiet a depth if cranked good enough I'm guessing 6ft is the deepest I got out of it. But I wasn't interested in the depth, in fact I wanted to see how well it'll do when reeled in along a marginal reed line.
well I can certainly say it worked a treat, I cast along a margin and worked the lure along with pauses. It must of dived around 2ft so it's just out of visibility from the polars but as soon as it started to come up to the surface, WHAM!
This jack didn't put much of a fight up, but gave a couple of lunges. Upon unhooking it somehow managed to get into a mess, one treble under the gill flaps and the other set at the top towards the other side of the jaw in a diagonal sort of way. well man made side cutters to make life a lot easier, a quick snip of a couple shanks and it released the pressure allowing me to carefully remove the hook close to the gills and soon enough a delicate procedure was a success and the fish swam out of my grip with heed.
By the current time it was getting on for a quick lunch, so i went back to where Bazz was fishing for much needed refreshments, whilst letting the lunch go down I began to play around with Bazz's fujifilm bridge camera.
Neat eh? unsure on what insect it is so it's a 'bug'.
even manage to zoom in on a great crested grebe's nest
& one fishing,
after the play with the camera I got back to chucking lures only to not have another sniff. I even tried the other half where there were a whole row of uniform bivvies on the horizon. Sadly for Bazz he only had two twitches on the quiver, not even a skimmer, it got to around 16:00 and we decided to call it a day.
at least my headache is gone now and I'm ready for my pit.