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For anyone unfamiliar with the site always check the FRESHWATER, SALTWATER and TACK-TICS pages. The Saltwater page now extends back as a record of over several years of (mostly) sea fishing and may be a useful guide as to when to fish. The Freshwater stuff is also up to date now. I keep adding to both. These pages are effectively my diary and the latest will usually be about fishing in the previous day or two. As you see I also add the odd piece from my friends and correspondents if I've not been doing much. The Tactics pages which are chiefly 'how I do it' plus a bit of science are also updated regularly and (I think) worth a read (the earlier ones are mostly tackle and 'how to do it' stuff).
In the morning I'd been down to the coast to try a dawn fishing session only to find the sea so rough that it would have been dangerous to even try and cast a line. I was a bit cheesed off so after lunch I decided to have an hour after chub with the plug. I began by trying the usual spots but there didn't seem to be any fish in residence - at least none that were hungry. Of course I always cover a range of conditions when I'm plugging because 'You never know!' I came to a deep, slack which has only produced small pike and perch in the past. I made a long cast and the little plug splashed down right in the middle of the glassy calm. Before I could even tighten the line there was a boil and the lure disappeared. Chub!
The fish fought well, for a chub, and it was a little while before I managed to slide it into the shallow water to be unhooked. As luck would have it there was a nice gravel bank beside me so I took the bag off., propped the camera up on it and set the automatic timer to take a picture of me and the fish - a four pounder. I was pleased with the catch and plodded on downstream trying various likely chub lies on the way. Nothing! I came to a pool even wider and deeper than the one where I had the fish and made a few casts to various spots without any sign of a fish. Then, on my final retrieve, right in the middle of the pool, there was a flash as the lure was grabbed by a decent fish. My first thought was 'pike' but the gold flank and big,rounded dorsal fin soon revealed it to be a second chub, a bit bigger than the first. I slid down the muddy bank and after taking a couple of pictures, unhoooked it without lifting it out of the water. Time to go for my tea. All in all an excellent session and I learnt not to ignore the middle of dead slack pools.
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The first chub.
Another good chub.