Well the weather really was pants when I woke up, cold, dull and rain rain rain rain. It was quite nice having a rare lie in and the morning passed rather quickly I must admit. Thankfully the rain eased up and with the Wife and kids happy to have a chill day in the afternoon I was getting restless, so there was only one way to get over that, and that was to go fishing.
I decided to go and fish one of my local haunts where the Avon is at its smallest and also with plenty of features, the Chub can be found swimming around the snaggy waters.
That was my plan however as I was nearing the venue the bleeding road was shut the access now restricted with heavy machinery, a dug up road and an earth pile you'd need an oxygen mask to negotiate. Oh well, so it was off to the syndicate stretch instead where after getting through 2 sets of temporary traffic light eventually I managed to get to the river.
It didn't fish at all well last time where I blanked but this was another day and I had a new batch of cheesepaste that the chub needed to try.
In the winter I really do have confidence fishing cheesepaste and these days I tend to put a piece folded around the hook rather than add some to one of my
3D printed paste cages. I make the cheesepaste a little softer than I usually do however it firms up a little when it's been in cold water for a while.
Anyway a roving session spending no more than 15 minutes in each swim....
It didn't take long to get a bite either when a primed swim produced this hard fighting 4lber that gave me a right run around. By now the drizzle was getting worse thankfully and a bit of a surprise because I caught another chub in the next swim after the bait had been out for short time.
This time the fish must have hooked itself because the bite was barbel esk and if I wasn't watching the rod it would have been in the water, it was that powerful.
No little taps or pulls, the rod just went into meltdown in a split second !! 💪👌👏
This was only a 3lber or so but most welcome I must admit because the weather wasn't very agreeable at all. Now I did think I was on to something with those relatively quick bites, but sadly I peaked too soon because another 4 or 5 swims fished, not a sausage, nada, zilch !!
With an hour left till dusk the mist descended and the drizzle turned in to light rain so I decided to call it a day and return tomorrow with the trotting gear. I've some bronze maggots and fancied trying something new on this stretch rather than trot with bread all the time. I'm just praying that the river won't rise that much as it's a nice level at the minute.
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