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03 November 2006.
Chub on a plug.
As the river was fining down and the forecast was for a dramatic fall in temperature I decided to have a couple of hours plugging for perch, chub and what-have-you. It was a lovely, sunny afternoon and all was right with the world as I tied on a J9 Rapala with a short trace of 20lb knottable wire. As I walked down to the bank a chap with a video camera on a tripod was coming back the other way. We passed the time of day and he said that he'd seen a couple of decent fish trying to jump up the weir. Encouraging! My first few casts in the race under the weir sill (usually a banker for a perch or two) produced nothing so I wandered on downstream. Half way down the weir pool was a little slack bay surrounded by reeds. I flicked the plug across and about mid-way across I felt a tug and saw the green stripey flank of a decent perch as it turned on the lure. I failed to hook it and got no more bites in that spot.
A bit further on in the shallow water at the tail I made a long cast across and, almost immediately, the plug was taken. This time a I hooked the culprit and as it heaved and splashed its way towards me I could see that it was a reasonable chub. Holding the rod with one hand I extracted the camera from my bag and took a few pictures as I landed and released the fish. Nothing else for half-an-hour then as I came back upstream I made a few casts directly up and retrieved fast with the flow in only a foot of water. Third cast I had a bite and a trout of about a pound leapt clear of the water and shook itself in the air before coming off. No more bites after that but the sun was still shining and I'd had a really pleasant afternoon's fishing.
Ready to unhook.