Warwickshire Avon - The Untrodden Pt.4

Sam was disappointed when I got home after the fishing the Arrow on my tod as he really wanted to tag along as well. He woke up at 7.00am all ready to go to find an empty bed !!! So two fishing sessions in one day as after dinner we decided to pay a visit to the new stretch where hopefully some chub were up for biting...

This turned out to be one of those sessions we would rather forget however !!!! 🙈

In chronological order

1. The first cast of the bread no takers but the weight wasn't holding bottom however on the retrieve the rig got snagged up in a bush sadly leading to a break.
2. Then out of the blue after feeding some surface bread we got a big chub feeding off the top in the pool swim, the swans turned up so we had to wait until they went before getting the bread out.
3. As Sam was chilling waiting for them to go, he squashed the bread to almost a pancake.
4. The first cast of the bread a decent chub took it straight away causing a huge wake and I was in to a decent fish, after a few seconds Sam wanted the rod, where despite his best efforts the chub did him over by swimming in to some thick cover to our left. He really was gutted !!!
5. The hooked pulled and we were now hooked up to the bush instead, where trying to untangle it using the landing net handle led to a failure of the threaded connection, where it just snapped and remained in the net. (To be fair I'd already araldite'd it once before due to its naff design) 
6. With that swim scuppered we had no way to land anymore fish as the swim was far too elevated, so we had to fish the peg I created the other day where we must have disturbed an ants nest that were trying to get in to every orifice !! Luckily the chublets were queuing up the river was alive with fish. 
7. The dry grass was long and Sam's wellies were getting full of bits and pieces that was annoying the hell out of him, so he had to take them off every 15 minutes to clean them out, his socks cleary showing the aftermath. 

In the end we both agreed to end the session early, and to be honest we laughed about it, because it was a catalogue of errors I must admit. So another landing net handle destined for the bin, I'll have to stick with my NGT offering, to be honest seem more robust that any I'd had over the years 👀

Sam hated the bits in his wellies so much he won't be returning apparently 😆, I sure will though I'm sure there are some gems to be had. 

Good to see the river alive with fish though, the bread getting mullered before it even hit the bottom. A maggot approach I'm sure you'd build up a nice bag of fish I'd imagine, I might even try it sometime. Unlike Sam I like it here though, especially when you enter the field and head down to the water the road noise is minimal.

So one of the trips out I'm sure we will recall again during the forthcoming sessions, 'the evening when everything went wrong'