Warwickshire Avon - Stoners and Stomatology

Sam is keen as mustard at the minute, because he is asking when he can come with me fishing ALL the time. The problem is I'm been working full time as usual, and I'll like some me time occasionally without a kid with verbal diarrhea.  Maybe I should become a train driver rather than a skilled engineer with 30 years of experience, 4 days a week and inflation busting pay rises, what's not to like. Well a job an ZX Spectrum could do, I would get boring after a while I suppose, and we have to keep that brain active don't we. 

Anyway with a weeks break in Northumberland coming up hopefully Sam can catch the carp he's been wanting for a while. There is a lake or two we can fish apparently so we've some gear sorted to try and catch one. Hopefully there are some as there is lack on information on the internet, but hopefully with a method feeder set-up and float gear we'd get in and amongst some fish. 

"No I'm not taking you to Tunnel Barn, how many times have I told you that !!, I tell you what, if we don't catch any on holiday I'll take you to Shrewley Pools with some proper carp, not  ten a penny F1's ? how about that ?"

"Ok, let's do that then"

I promised him we'd go and catch some Chub after I got back from work and seeing my mum so I prepped a rather nice aubergine parmigiana the night before, so it only need to be popped in the oven for half an hour and after sharing it with the Wife, I'd be good to go.

So at 6.30pm or so we were heading out the door where literally the heavens had just opened, yeah great !!! I asked Sam if he still wanted to go and he said, yeah I do. So back in the house waterproofs donned and we were on our way to a swim where the chub activity at dusk on a previous session was incredible really. 

We arrived bankside at 6.45pm where we'd need to be off half an hour after dusk which was at 8.59pm. Plenty of time to catch a few fish, where within half an hour both Sam and I had caught chub on breadflake, mine a upper 3,Sam's a upper 2lber. 

There is good reason why we needed to be off with the nearby houses, however the whole 102 peg stretch has the same rule, despite most it being in open countryside. What we didn't expect from fishing opposite the affluent area was the absolute stink of weed from a house opposite that opened its patio door to let their ankle bites out 👀😱

Anyway a decent session with another 3 chub caught with one last that carted through the reeds with Sam holding on for dear life. The chub were certainly on the feed again this time tamed by the dedicated Chub rod the TFG River and Stream.

The best was a 4lber that came as the perfect time because when we put it back it was time to get moving before any collars were felt. I do love these short and sweet sessions and thankfully the rain held off apart from the odd tinkle. What I did find odd was the only other angler there on the stretch left not long after we got there where things will start to hot up.

Maybe he'd been there all day and had his quote, who knows. still I wasn't complaining we'd had a nice evening despite the wind and a swan that wouldn't move from the swim for the whole time we were there.