Thursday, 27 February 2014

Trout reservoir Piking, not as easy as it looks......

Back in July last year a ticket was offered for a days Pike fishing on Blithfield Trout reservoir, as you would I took it without a second thought and as the day approached the thoughts were in my mind about what the day could possibly bring. I had never fished Blith but I had fished Chew in Nov 2012 and although I blanked I would definitely return as the one thing that you do know on waters of this type is that although you still have to find the fish you definitely know that they are in there somewhere. That mystery of not knowing on other waters for other species what maybe taking your offering you may say is the magic of our sport and I would agree but the buzz of also knowing that a 40lb Pike could be the next fish you cradle is also a fix that I can live with!
My boat partner had tickets booked the previous two Saturdays but alas the recent weather saw the days cancelled so we had no idea how the old esox were feeling and where they maybe residing, so a blank canvas was what we were starting on, no change there then.
The day in question was good in regards to weather, fairly mild, overcast and a light/med breeze were favourable conditions in my book. We headed off the staging in boat 18 at 8am and lures were trolled immediately as we slowly chugged up the res towards the top left hand arm of the two bays.

It was all quiet in the southern part of the res but not long after we motored under the road bridge (ducking as the water was quite high) my boat buddy had a take on a trolled plastic, a decent trout had grabbed the lure and after a few jumps threw the hooks. We then proceeded to cover most of the margins of the Northern half trolling but nothing came our way.  The water was quite coloured probably because of the river flowing into the res so we made an executive decision and headed back under the bridge into the lower half of the res with the hope that the clearer water would give us a better chance of a take. Again we trolled the margins of the complete lower half but without any luck, we also stopped and fished static deadbaits a couple of times but apart from a daft Trout hitting my float all was quiet.
A Goshawk was spotted during the afternoon, first chasing a couple of Oystercatchers before diving at a Coot and then moving onto a Crow, a busy bird indeed!
The day was drawn to an end without anything to wet out net, we enjoyed it anyway, there is something special about being afloat and we will be back again for another go.

With only 15 days being left until another river season curtain falls I am hoping to wet a line on running water a couple of times, the Wye will probably be my chosen water with Pike & Barbel being the quarry, one can hope.

Sunday, 2 February 2014

Spring Perch

It seems that spring has sprung, January passed with me only wetting a line once and that was a fruitless session on a local canal with just a crayfish to show for my efforts.
Lambs are in the fields as well as most river's, it has been wet but no cold frozen frosty winter's that we are used to, my first winter Grayling trip is still to happen and may not the way things are going.

I ventured onto a new water today, I have recce'd the place a couple of times but after another look last weekend I decided on trying to catch it's Perch inhabitants today, I arrived at 8am and there were already another couple of anglers there fishing in my first choice swim, I headed to my second choice swim at the other end of the pool. The reason for my swim choice was the thing that Perch love and the anglers trying to catch them look for (and also love)  cover.........a tree has started its decent into the pool and had created a canopy for old stripey to reside under, well that's what I thought anyway!

Float fished lobworm was the main attack but I had a drop shot rig in my armoury as back up as well as a rod for livebait if I decided to set a whip up to catch some. The swim was tight due to branches sprouting out above, behind and to my left, after settling in the first cast went into the tree that I was hoping was holding some Perch, damn it said I but luckily after a couple of pulls (on the rod) the tackle was back with me minus the size 8. A minute later I was ready again but this time the cast was well and truly in the tree, damn it said I again (not) and this time I lost the lot but later retrieved, great start. The casts didn't feel right (bad workman blames his tools and all that) but when I checked the tip ring I had threaded the line through the guide leg rather than the guide............numpty.
So with the rod set up correctly I was once again ready for action, this time the cast was sweet and I was off away. I slowly built the swim up with chopped lobs and pinkies, for half an hour nothing took place but eventually I had my first typical stuttering Perch bite that resulted in a fish about 12oz.  Bites then came fairly steadily but as always I am always casting or twitching the bait when fishing for Perch, this has always worked for me in the past and the amount of times a bite occurs after either casting or twitching keeps me doing it. The fish gradually got larger too and a 1.14 was followed by a 2.02 which was then trumped by its bigger sister at 2.14 and by 1PM I had 7 fish on the board.

2.14 Perch

The afternoon passed fairly uneventfully and although I had a couple of bites towards dusk I missed them all with the worm coming back to me every time, they had obviously gone off the boil. Not bad for my first crack at the water, I will definitely be back for another go, hopefully before the Perch spawn which I don't think is far away this year.