With work seemingly intensifying day by day with the countdown to the launch of the car I've been working on forever and a day, some much needed me time was needed so on the way back I stopped off at the convenience syndicate stretch.
The river had been over the banks and in the fields and when I arrived at the parking spot luckily the river was now back within its banks albeit I'd have to make my way through the waterlogged field to get near the river.
I walked the banks and thankfully found a nice swim with a decent slack because there was hardly any other swims that were not bombing through and looked as worryingly turbulent as the middle east at the moment.
No messing around a spam bait on the hair with some worms on the hook to add to the attraction. A satisfying donk when the paste plugged lead fell to the bottom at least I knew the bait was being presented nicely.
After nearing two hours and a few recasts dusk arrived and went without any change of circumstances, the fish were either not there or just not interested.
The wind nicely blew the cobwebs away because I do like fishing when the conditions are testing especially when its only for the duration of a good movie. Sadly that ending didn't play out for me but what it has brought, is some much needed colour in the water.
The Avon for months and months has been gin clear so fingers crossed when the fish have gotten used to their new habitat they will be up for feeding again. I've got to be realistic two and a bit hours is not a huge amount of fishing time but hopefully eventually these short sessions will bring up something worth blogging about.
