Catching Up

The time for catching up is here I think.

This blog has been a very interesting

hobby for me. Around this time of

year it often slips a little. Its a record

of my fishing and on a cold day, the

thoughts of days well spent can be

most welcome.

The top photo was the view from the tent

on a couple of days camping in the Lakes.

Logan with a Perch I could only snatch

an hour or so, but the fishing was good.

I would imagine we may well go back!!

Some more photos of the last few weeks

below.

Even though time as been curtailed the few

trips brought some good fishing.

Me and David have talked over the last couple of

years about a morning fishing...... well it finally

happened! It was a good morning even though the

river was up a little we managed a few fish.

The wading was a bit mad but with the chances of

the next trip being some time we had a go!

Pete with a Grayling, I told Pete he would

Love the Dane and I think I was rite. We have

spent a couple of evenings fishing until we could

not see the float. The method we fish on here has

brought some good fish for us.
We know some good fish live in the river

but getting them out is not easy.
Another thing the blogs given me is

the ability to capture the things we see

when out fishing. A love for nature.

I love taking photos and it's something

that I hope to "develop" pardon the pun!
I have an affinity with Chub I'm

always glad to see them. Maybe

it's because of memory's? Or even just

the fact that it's more or less guaranteed

that I'm by the river when in ones company.
Mike with a nice Dane Chub on the pin of

coarse.
Well my dad loves rivers I'm still looking for

a nice spot with a short walk and good footing.

Until then it's a bit of carp bashing.
An afternoon on the pellet wagler brought

me a sore arm with a fish a chuck!!
We took Logan for another visit but not

so much joy we still managed one or two.
Logan helps his Grandad it's a joy to see.
Logan thinks the fish are daft

"if Grandad can catch them!!"
Well the fish race takes me up one more a Ruffe.
Another blogger spent a little time on the

river with me, again I have been saying

to Kerwin for some time we will get out

but that word "time" just not enough

of it for me!!! Not great, the water was up,

if I had not been promising him the trip

I wouldn't of gone he did manage a nice

Brown trout .

The nights have been getting shorter and the

rain makes the river a little unsure, so a bit of

late evening slider fishing at a local gravel pit.

I have really enjoyed this, it's taken me back to

being a kid, I can set off late and fish until.....

well "late" it's better than the TV.
As the night falls big fish move we are

not certain what they are, some are Tench

the big Bream but I suspect the odd

monster Rudd are also still in the waters.

Even though we did not catch a big one

Phil got to see the kind of fish I kept telling

him about with the one he caught below......

This story is only just starting I imagine.