A ruff day at the mill....

I’ve never fished the Saxon Mill stretch of the Avon before so Sunday morning was very much of a exploratory look-see. I knew the day was going to be tough as nowhere seems to be fishing any good at the minute.Even Postie Bob said a recent match down the Avon was won with a Gudgeon and a bullhead and there were ex England fishermen in attendance.

My mate Simon was in tow and the first swim we fished was opposite the infamous Guy’s Cliffe House. An historic country estate built on a cliff that is still clearly evident today.  It’s seen plenty of change in its past and today it’s a mere ruin, albeit a visually stunning one.  The estate has land as far as Blacklow Hill which was the site on an ancient settlement and location of Piers Gaveston the 1^st Earl of Cornwalls beheading.

The erected “Graveston’s Cross” stone to mark the event exists within the grounds. In more recent times the house was used as the Red Cross Voluntary Aid Detachment Hospital in the First World War and during the Second World War as a Boys Home by the Waifs and Strays Society. Today you can visit the house for Paranormal Investigations and Ghost Hunts, it’s certainly a spooky place that’s for sure, a summer evening fishing in to dusk is certainly on the cards. I bet it’s truly haunting. 

I had liquidised bread and maggot in the feeder and decided to alternate between, bread, lobworm and maggot on the hook. Maybe trotting would have been the better option as the river hasn’t much pace to it and it was pretty clear too. The huge tree opposite the house gave suitable cover and the stone steps made an excellent seat which I assume were used in the past to ‘ferry’ people from the house over the river. There was a deep hole in the near margin so I was hoping that a Perch was lying in wait, but after an hour and a half with only a solitary bite to show for it I decided to go on a bit of a roving session. 

Some of the downstream swims looked excellent despite being fished by beer drinking Eastern Europeans judging by the discarded cans. I tried 6 or 7 swims and remained fishless. The area is a haven for dog walkers and after a Labrador helped himself to my bread and maggots I decided to try the swims upstream of the Saxon Mill, it looked very canalified but again some nice looking swims. It’s more of a trek to the swims by the looks of it and certainly as an angler who seeks solitude more my thing. I managed to winkle out a Chublet on worm before calling it a day. 

I bumped in to a Warwick angling bailiff as I was packing up and he told me about some upstream swims that were worth a try so I’ll take action on his advice. Talking about taking action, as I was making my way above the mill I walked past some novice Pike anglers who looked like they were more suited to rowing than fishing. Anyway the bailiff confirmed they didn’t have a permit.  I’m sure better signage would help as apart from the odd one it wasn’t that clear that you had to be a member of WDAA. I’ll be back, this time with a trotting set-up and bread. Jeff you know this area very well indeed, so any tips welcome.

Zander - 'That Fateful Day'

For the Zander lovers amongst us whilst you're stuck inside trying to warm your cockles warm. THIS podcast is a good listen.

Recorded in 2011. John McAngus is the last surviving member of the team responsible for the controversial introduction of Zander to the Fens back in 1963. A time when fishery managers could do pretty much what they wanted. Here we get the full story of what he describes as 'That Fateful Day'.

My Canal PB at 5lb 4oz

I need to get back out on the bank, DIY has taken over at the minute, not good.

Well and truly gongoozled...

I was in two minds what to fish for this weekend, there is a considerable volume of water in the rivers at the minute and with unseasonably mild weather during the week there might be a chance of a Barbel. The temperatures plummeted overnight though so I felt it might have been a shock to the system and turned them off the feed.

Canal Zander was therefore the target so I went to my usual beat and intended to fish for a few hours with a headless roach on two rods and a firetiger lure fished time to time. The third retrieve of the lure I caught a small Perch but the morning was hard going.

In my relatively short canal Zander fishing bank time I've been pretty successful but one thing I've discovered is if you don't get a run on the deadbait with half an hour of it settling it's time to move. I tried 6 swims and even drove a couple of miles to my banker swim and yet the bobbin remained very much motionless. I hooked and lost a Zander on the lure rod, today wasn't my day. Maybe an evening session would have been the better option or just stuck with the Barbel.

Afterwards I went for a look at the now shut Warwick Racecourse Reservoir home to 2 of my PB's and, yeap well and truly buggered.

Drained, the fish gone and the fencing starting to be removed.

Sad really as I grew to like it and today would have been possible PB Perch beating conditions. I'd love to be a fly on the wall when the removed the fish, I bet there were some surprises.

Talking of surprises, I won the Gardner tackle competition by subscribing to their YouTube channel. I didn't realise I had not being a facebook user until Alan Stag sent me a message telling to get in touch. I lost a TLB bitealarm when fishing at Jeff Hatt's birthday bash so this will replace that and then some. Cheers Gardner Tackle.