..next BUT ONE Cashmores match ! heheGot in the car and discovered it's a116mile round trip from my front door. Way too much for me to dangle a maggot on a whim.
Where to ? Decided to make a trip to 'Go Outdoors'.
The only place I can find that stocks the keepnet I needed to replace after leaving it behind last week. Already replaced the aqua bag and ONE of the two landing net heads.
Did that. Decided to try' Meadowlands' a new fishery to me and only 7 miles away. Arrived after stopping enroute to fuel may chocolate habit at an exhorbitant 89p for confectionary, sold eleswhere apart from service stations at about 45p.
On arrival saw it was a huge place, not what i had in mind at all. Not an angler or other person in sight. Just two staffy type dogs that looked decidedly unfriendy. They may have been lovely things of course but I decided to just skidadle and drop in on a fishery on the way home. I'd bagged up there on silvers a couple of weeks ago. Easy peasey.
Paid me £7. Was quite embarrased to have to admit to a couple of droppers by, later on, that i'd only had two small rudd and a roach ! Why is it thay always say ...'is that ALL' ... in 'that' tone of voice ?
Could hardly buy a bite off 'em. Couldnt understand it.
Had to resort to fishing for craps. Not averse to that, but not when I wanted an action packed silvers day which I was soooo convinced, was going to be so easy, it was hardly worth doing.
Lost my first fish on the method off the island through playing it too hard. Nowt else.
Kept losing fish from under nearside bush, drove me mad. Landed a couple.
In between all this, looked round for my flask and I honesty didnt know my bait was in the water, OR there was bait on the hook but I sure saw my top kit zoom off. Cocked at about 4 m and disappeared leaving a frothy trail of bubbles. Smashing
Forget to say, left most of my maggots at home, missed important calls for work due to remote retrieval of messages from my answering machine not working properly and sprang off a toss pot.
There was a moment I have to admit when the sun did shine on me.... a kind soul from the other end of the lake who had been berating me with bish bash bosh throughout as he bagged up on craps came round and presented me with my top kit back, complete with rig and a newly aquired pulla bung (only yesterday !) from Ians Fishing tackle no less. Apparently he'd had a wrap round on his feeder as something ploughed over his line towing the kit.
Trouble was he didnt seem to see the funny side when my first retort was 'WHERE'S THE FISH ?'
Gave him a bag of pellets later for his deed and came home wondering if I should venture out at all on Saturday ?
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