Warwickshire Trout - River Alne Pt.12

The draw to the cut is wavering I must admit, to be honest fishing the canals and rivers cannot be talked about in the same sentence for me. Canals are 'means to an end', yes I said it, but you have to look at the positives Mick, 

"Well what are they ?" 🤔

Well for one those steps can be ticked off which when you are often stuck behind a computer like I am and despite what some other anglers say, there are some nice fish to be caught on the canals. Ok it's not your sanctuary anymore, as you're sharing it with dog walkers, poo bag flingers, kamikaze cyclists, tiller twiddlers and dawdlers, but there are some more out of reach places, where the misanthrope can get his fix. 

I wasn't quite ready to go and tackle the silver fish turd tanglers in the canal just yet however as I'd leave those till early mornings but with a 'We Love Ibiza Weekender' starting tomorrow where 12 of us would we raving it up for a mates Stag Do, I needed that fishing fix otherwise I'd not get out till next week now.

So a quick but tasty meal of Phat Kaphrao, which is Soooooo easy to make and probably one of my favorite Thai dishes the gear was in the car and I was off to go and bother some trout on the Alne with the Salmo Hornet, it was a lovely day nearing 19 degrees but I only had two hours max, which to be honest is about all I'd fish for anyway.

A little early in the season I suppose with the close season for brown trout and rainbow trout in rivers, and for brown trout in unenclosed stillwaters, under the Midlands byelaws is 8 October to 17 March. But a couple of days in to the season it was worth a try I suppose, because be nice to see of the herons, cormorants and otters I've seen on this stretch in the coarse season hadn't eaten them all. !! 

The river was low and clear but perfect for fishing for trout as I could see the lure under the polarised sunglasses and it can be exciting fishing when the trout are on it. Swiping snatches and they literally come out of nowhere.

After trying a couple of the deeper swims where the bigger fish often reside without a take, I headed down to the weir where the recently fallen in tree seemed to have moved a bit. So much so it meant my usual vantage point was no longer fishable. I could just about sneak in to a position in the middle of the weir where a handful of tricky casts brought naff all. 

Usually the smaller trout live there but none today and on this stretch it's the banker swim really. Anyway there is plenty to go at here so I headed up the stretch to fish those likely holding swims. 

Cast after cast in rather lovely sunshine those trout were just not showing at all. I fished just shy of a couple of hours and in that time I would usually catch one or two fish, or on a good day 5 or 6. I lost my fishing reading glasses at one point and after retracing my steps to no avail, I called it a day. I'll leave it a month I think like I usually do as it's not that productive early season looking back at my blog.

Still a really nice spring day to be out and ok I didn't catch any fish this really is a place to seek the time in solitude that I need in ever increasing numbers, a slice if heaven so to speak.