No Light, No Bite?

Keith and I had a discussion via email, a discussion about bites after dark, from roach and perch to be specific. Sage advice culled from the Internet said, we both agreed, that both these species do not, or at least do not like to bite well after the sun has sunk beneath the horizon.

All Creatures Great and Small...

A near blank saved at the last...
Come on now, own up, who nicked all the fish?

It was a toss up on Saturday morning where to fish for the day, heads the Blythe and tails the Avon. Flip a tanner in the air and it falls head side up, so Blythe it was

Pumpkins are Easy!

Despite beating 200 hopefuls in the Greyhound's annual 'guess the weight of the pumpkin' competition for Halloween by predicting its weight to within an ounce of its actual heft of 46 pounds 15 ounces (and winning a gallon of beer!) I still have some trouble estimating the weight of fish. Pumpkins are easy, they are a dead weight, but fish are hard because when they appear out of the water they are not only alive and kicking but when large enough have an aura of magnificence around them that makes them appear bigger than they actually are!

Perhaps if there was beer involved I would do better ?

Blood and Slime!

A crack at the Stratford roach...
Winter is in the air and the roach season is about to start, if it has not already done so...

Keith has to nab one over a certain weight for his fishing competition and also try to beat his zander target too, so we went down to fish the Stratford town waters opposite the theatre last Tuesday night in pursuit of both. I was after roach only so set up two feeder rods and fished bread on long tails