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Today
turned out to be one of those very rare days where I
actually felt to ill to get out of bed and go
fishing. Wink and I had arranged to get down the
banks and have a try for some Pike at a local Drain
at first light, so when I texted to say I wasn't going
to make it at 5am, he was quite disappointed. Wink
is still getting to grips with the whole Pike
handling thing, so I felt bad as I knew he wouldn't
venture out by himself. In the end I gave in and
decided to head out with him a bit later in the day,
still feeling awful.
To top
the day off the weather was awful, and what with the
lashing rain, gale force winds and a constantly
running nose, I must confess to feeling a little insane for even bothering to head out in it. We both
cast a couple of ledgers and retired to the comfort
of the brolly, only for me to have to run out
instantly to a run on a lamprey. Now bearing in mind
Winks PB is 8lb, he wasn't overly impressed when we
were both staring down at a 16lb'er; yet another
potential PB I had caught in front of him. I must
confess to feeling that I didn't deserve that fish
after letting him down in the morning, but that's
the way fishing, and especially Piking, goes. When
all's said and done, if you stick a bait near a
feeding Pike, the likelihood is that it's going to
take the bait, it just so happened that my rushed
cast had hit the mark. Unfortunately this Pike
managed to avoid the paparazzi, as it performed some
kind of somersault out of my landing net whilst I
was resting it!
That
turned out to be the only fish of the day. Lucky we
caught anything though to be honest, I thought we
stood more chance of being blown over the drain than
actually catching! |