The sun is shining, Everton are playing well, Liverpool are looking very poor ( forget about the derby ) what more could a man want?.... Some big fishes of course!
Spring is here which sadly bids time for the closed season on all of our rivers.I do agree with the closed season, obviously it gives the fish a break but also brings more magic to the river and gives us anglers time to observe, bait and plan for next season as we count down the days to June the 16th.
As the deadline for the closing date was looming over me like a black cloud I couldn't resist a final fling with old Esox, Lucky for me the big girls were playing the game as I ended a prolific pike fishing season With another large female.
Spring is also a good time to have a crack for a large perch as on most venues they will be carrying spawn turning a very respectable 2 and a half pounder into that benchmark 3lb specimen. With that in mind the perch gear came out as I had plans to target a couple of commercials in the hopes of meeting a fat spawn bound stripey!.
The next session was again planned around perch fishing. This time the venue was a small commercial stuffed to the brim with the ever popular carp. Along with the the mirrors commons and ghosty's also swim some nice sized perch with a 3lb fish being a realistic target.On the day we had quite a gang of us including myself and Neil, Moxy and his cousin Danny my dad and Jim ( chickpea and hemp Kingston ) and big fish man Julian Chidgey.
From the off the carp were suckin the mixers up like it was the last feed they would ever get. Julian was keen to show young Danny the fundamentals of stalking and help him to land his first carp off the surface.We crept round to a back bay that was stuffed with fish, A few mixers went out to gain there confidence before introducing a hook-bait. The carp instantly started to lap up the free offerings, Dan and Jules kept low making a stealthy approach to the waters edge. A bait was then flicked past the feeding carp and slowly drawn back into the area. It didn't take long before Danny's bait was engulfed and it was time for him to strike. As the rod was drawn back a big splash erupted on the surface confirming the hook had hit home. After a good tussle on the very forgiving Fox Barbel rod Danny had landed his first carp off the surface and went on to bank another 3 fish.
Meanwhile my dad was enjoying some sport on the fly presenting an imitation mixer on the surface.He landed five carp before they had battered the fly beyond use. As the sun started to go down our focus was drawn back to the perch. Neil and I both had a good fish each, His fell for a ledgered dead-bait while mine took a fancy to a live Rudd on a paternoster.
Else where Ty banked a lovely canal Tench