Post by kevd on Mar 28, 2020 17:41:01 GMT
OK having been laid off, done all the decorating, serviced tackle and sorted bags out it's reminiscing time.
Lets have a few tales of some of your more memorable days whether it's good, bad or weird.
From my London days of the 80's-90's
I had joined the Kings Weir fishery on the River Lea, noted for it's day ticket weir pool and population of barbel along the half mile stretch it owned.
My first visit was a June evening after work. Driving round the M25 in a thunderstorm didn't excite me but after arriving the rain stopped and I headed to the gates to let myself in.
I walked down the right bank to the end limit, noted all the overhanging trees and bushes and was quite glad I had not just driven home. The river was never more than ten metres across and had a steady flow and what seemed a uniform depth.
The swim I chose to start in had a large overhanging bush on the near bank about ten yards downstream so I threw in a couple of handfuls of trout pellets and hemp in and set up.
A John Wilson avon quiver tip teamed with a ryobi reel, 6lb line, dacron haired hook link and small bomb was ready to be cast out when I noticed a black slug crawling along the wet grass. I quickly changed to a new hook length with a size 8 hook and put the unfortunate slug on as bait. A short underarm lob and the bait was now in position under the bush.
I put the rod on the rest and sat down and just as I got comfortable the rod wrenched round and I was lucky to hold onto it as the drag zipped away. After a short sharp fight I slipped the net under a massive chub of 5lb plus. Once unhooked and returned I put another slug on and recast. Again the rod was out for less than two minutes before wrapping round once more. Soon another large chub came to the net and was weighed at 5lb.
To say I was pleased after less than half an hour on a new stretch is an understatement.
No other fish came that night but it was a start to an enjoyable but hard three years of fishing the Lea in pursuit of barbel and chub.
Hope everyone is safe and well & I look forward to bumping into you all sometime soon.
Kev
Lets have a few tales of some of your more memorable days whether it's good, bad or weird.
From my London days of the 80's-90's
I had joined the Kings Weir fishery on the River Lea, noted for it's day ticket weir pool and population of barbel along the half mile stretch it owned.
My first visit was a June evening after work. Driving round the M25 in a thunderstorm didn't excite me but after arriving the rain stopped and I headed to the gates to let myself in.
I walked down the right bank to the end limit, noted all the overhanging trees and bushes and was quite glad I had not just driven home. The river was never more than ten metres across and had a steady flow and what seemed a uniform depth.
The swim I chose to start in had a large overhanging bush on the near bank about ten yards downstream so I threw in a couple of handfuls of trout pellets and hemp in and set up.
A John Wilson avon quiver tip teamed with a ryobi reel, 6lb line, dacron haired hook link and small bomb was ready to be cast out when I noticed a black slug crawling along the wet grass. I quickly changed to a new hook length with a size 8 hook and put the unfortunate slug on as bait. A short underarm lob and the bait was now in position under the bush.
I put the rod on the rest and sat down and just as I got comfortable the rod wrenched round and I was lucky to hold onto it as the drag zipped away. After a short sharp fight I slipped the net under a massive chub of 5lb plus. Once unhooked and returned I put another slug on and recast. Again the rod was out for less than two minutes before wrapping round once more. Soon another large chub came to the net and was weighed at 5lb.
To say I was pleased after less than half an hour on a new stretch is an understatement.
No other fish came that night but it was a start to an enjoyable but hard three years of fishing the Lea in pursuit of barbel and chub.
Hope everyone is safe and well & I look forward to bumping into you all sometime soon.
Kev
