Saturday, 17 March 2012

Season's end on the Wye

I had booked off work the afternoon of the 14th as I fancied a few hours on the Wye, only an hour's drive from Coventry so not too bad on that front. During my journey down the M5 the temp was only 8 deg C with a heavy cloud covering so I thought I maybe in for a daytime fish or two, on arriving the cloud had cleared, the temp was up to 12 deg C and my daytime fish thoughts were dwindling.....
I picked my peg which was in a fast water gulley that started after a salmon groyne, I knew from previous history the area held fish and it looked right on the day.
The daylight hours passed uneventfully, I cast at regular intervals to get some bait running through the swim but apart from one or two big twangs nothing happened. On dusk things started to happen and just before 7pm the downstream rod was over and after a good scrap a 7lb Wye Barbel lay in the net, I had just unhooked the fish when my upstream rod then decided it was 3 foot twitch time so after quickly making sure the Barbel in the net was revived and swam off OK I picked the U/S rod up to find that it was firmly snagged.....I gave the rod ten minutes on the pod without any movement so I pulled for a break which resulted in the gear coming back minus the hook.
After both rods were back out the D/S rod again was over and aagain aa 7lb Barbel lay in the net, I quickly unhooked the fish and yes before you ask the U/S rod was away again, these fish were really taking the p*ss ! I got to the rod as quick as I could and felt a fish pull back for around 5 seconds and then again everything went solid, again the rod was put on the pod for ten minutes without any movement so this time the mainline went and that rod went up the bank with the words 'last cast for you this season sunshine' or something along those lines anyway.

I fished for a further 20 minutes with the one rod but nothing happened apart from the air temp drop dramatically very quickly. An enjoyable day nonetheless and I for one can't wait to get back on her banks next season.

Last Chance on The Avon

I had a small window of opportunity to get back on my local W Avon stretch for an evening session so I took it, again float fishing with lobworm in the hope of a fat Perch. Nothing of note occurred until about 6pm when I had a bite just after casting in which I missed.....again...... A pattern is emerging here where I think the fish (Perch I think) are nailing the popped up tail section of lob just as it settles on the river bed and my strike is 9 times out of 10 pulling the worm straight out of their mush! This continued for a couple of casts before the lob this time settled on the deck, it was then only a minute or so when the float slide away positively and this time a strike met with a fish, after a brief tussle a Perch of about a pound was drawn over the net.


A quick cast back in was made in case any further stripeys were on the prowl and as time was also running out, the next bite came quickly and the strike was met with a much more solid resistance this time, I wasn't sure if it was a Barbel at first as it powered upstream hugging the bottom but after some pressure was exerted the fish rose to the upper layers and a nice Chub could be seen, a quick attempt to get into the nearside foliage (don't all Chub!) and it was in the net, first glimpse I thought it maybe a stretch/river first in the form of a 5lb fish but the scales told me 4.14 which equals my PB for the river so I was happy enough.


I missed another bite and that was that for the season on the upper Warks Avon, I have probably done as much predator fishing on the river this season as Barbel fishing and I am really getting into the Perch on there, where the hell the Barbel have gone to is anybodys guess but I am not on my own with that thought......

Just to top the evning off Josh and I watched a Barn Owl hunting over the field behind us, he thought it was great until I told him it would be something cute and furry it was eating for its tea!

Monday, 12 March 2012

The last stripes?

The river season is almost gone for another year, its caught me up in a rather sneakily fashion and a couple of weeks ago I had time on my hands to plan the last sessions, now as I write this there is barely 48 hours left to play out with her.......

Saturday saw me pencilled in for a Perch trip on the upper W Avon, I headed for the lower part of the fishery in a peg that I had looked at whilst Piking a couple of months back, there was cover, depth and not a lot of flow (now there's a surprise!) so to me at least it looked the part for Percius to reside in. I was in for 3pm, the ever faithful lobworm under a float on the lower part of the swim and a prawn cast under a bush on the upper, bearing in mind this was a Perch trip I was sat there basking in the afternoon sun, spring is definately here.
Nothing happened at all even though regular casting, red maggots peppering the surface as well as broken lobs but then at 5pm I had my first bite, a dip or two before the float sunk from view and then the strike into sweet FA.......I was on the phone to a pal at the time and after he heard a few choice words he told me he'd leave me to it and call me later! I rebaited and cast straight back in, as I suspected the float dipped with the bait still dropping through the lower levels and this time the hook held and the battle was on with the intended species, not a huge fish at 1lb 8oz but as it was the intended I was happy enough.

The last hour was now upon me and it was when the light really started to fade that I had my second spell of action, again the first bite resulted in fresh air and bad language then the recast resulted in another Perch of around 12oz. One last cast (or four) resulted in another fish of the same size so three Perch was the result but not the larger stamp that I yearned for but I was happy enough.  Note for next time, the prawn rod didn't move during the trip but I won't give up on it just yet.
Two more trip planned, another Perching on the upper and then the beautiful Wye for Barbel on Wednesday afternoon, I can't wait.