Showing posts with label river dee farndon. Show all posts
Showing posts with label river dee farndon. Show all posts

Wednesday, 21 December 2016

River Dee Bolo Session and The Little Daley Angler...

A warm welcome to this weeks blog update i hope i find you all well and your nets wet.  Settling back into a routine with the blog and other commitments now on Youtube and it does seem to be knitting in nicely.  I have found as long as i get the videos out of the way and scheduled early in the week then it leaves the rest of the week to put together the corresponding blog update,

That said this week has been a week where the Internet in my house has been down so the distraction of other peoples content so time will tell in the coming weeks if there is still scope for this routine.  One thing i can say is look out this Friday for a special capture in a pike video!  Its a video for me that i think shows what pike fishing is like for most people around the country, hard work, blanks and moments of joy as you come out the other side.

On to the update..

Trip Down Memory Lane....

This week i snagged on bottom whilst wobbling a roach on the river which involved me pulling hard to straighten the hooks out but after only moderate pressure on the line the line just exploded.  Doing some tests on the line i noticed the line was fragile in places and must have literally gone all of a sudden as i certainly had no issues in previous weeks.  A trip to my dads was in order to pick up a new spool of braid to replace the reel with.



While i was there my dad pulled out a box he had found at the bottom of the cupboard during a recent clear out, what it contained saw memories come flooding back form my youth.  Firstly the two lures in the picture tell quite a different story, with the rainbow one being, as i remember it, absolutely useless  on the local cut.  On the opposite side of the coin the Abu Garcia "Terminator" was a killer lure as the scars down its flank are testament to.  Shallow diving and flashes of silver i remember it being the best lure for the canal as it did not dive deep and kept out of the way of the trolleys, bikes, dead bodies and traffic cones in the local cut.



Now this picture of the pike bobber brings back memories of my teenage years fishing with my dad.  Pike had just started to appear on the canal and where becoming a regular appearance on our trips for roach and bream.  My dad always had a cantilever tackle box and in one of the compartments was this old school pike bobber float and some may remember when pike traces came in a see through bag with a yellow that i think where made by kamasan.  How pike fishing has taken off from these days when a live bait was presented under a float that was held in position only by the tension form the stick through the middle.

I always remember me getting one pike on a live perch, quite a funny story and one maybe for another blog.  In my head it was certainly a double but at the time it was my PB pike and with no pictures back then when we went fishing i have the best image of the pike you can have, in my memory.

A Little Angler Called Camie...

From my memories of  my childhood to a father and son creating their own memories right now, a journey that will create moments in time that, like mine with my dad, will last a lifetime and will need no pictures to recreate the magic.  I have had the pleasure over the past 2 years to have met a polite young gentleman called Cam he is a cracking little lad who already has developed a love for catching the fishy's that live beneath the water.



Under the wing of his dad Ste he has been placed firmly on the right path to becoming a cracking little angler, learning his trade on the local canal and ponds this summer it was not long before he had bagged his first silver fish on the whip and moved up to tackling some carp later on in the warmer months.

Winter has come and after seeing his dad catching some "sharks!!" as Cam calls them he decided himself the time had come for him to catch one for himself.  In what is a cracking feat for an angler so young he hooked and played from start to finish his first pike.  Not happy with catching one he then went on to catch another with his PB now standing at 8lb6oz!!.   Showing the grace of a gentleman he let his dad have the last run of the day having fed his appetite for shark catching for another week :-)




A side bet of a quid with Ste has me betting he has his first 20lb pike by the time he is 12 :-)  At this rate it will before his next birthday! Well done Cammy!!!

Forget Me Knots....

A quick final piece before we get into this fishing is a cracking little diagram a company sent me this week and asked me to share on the blog.  Noticing how great this little picture is i quickly agreed and below is a collection of fantastic knots for all your fishing needs i know i certainly have saved it for my own personal use.



River Dee Session on the Bolo...

A video of the session below is available here on the youtube channel:


Early evening and with hemp seed cooking on the stove myself and my uncle discussed out plans for the following day.  A weekend where weather conditions in the week meant all of our venues where in prime fettle to wet a line on and to be honest all would have produced the goods on the day.

We had spend a good amount of time on one or two venues this season but one that had not saw our foot prints was the banks of the muddy river Dee.  A big decision for us to visit at this time of year as it involves a very early start to get there in time to get a peg so its a venue we love to fish but the jaunt of going there is a little off putting to say the least.



Arriving under the cover of darkness we where met with the familiar sight of a number of pegs already taken so we both settled on pegs we knew would be an awkward fish but we could catch from.  Not wasting the hour before first light i got to work using the car light to tie up a few hook lengths.

First light revealed a river in fine fettle with not a breathe of wind and a cracking pace to her, it looked bob on for a few bites.  



The video explains this a little better but the swim was situated to the Right of a tree that over hanged the water causing a big slack behind and the flow coming off the end of its branches.  This tress over the years had diverted the flow as such that a deep hole had been created behind the tree so for about 10 to 15 metres of the run it was deep and then of course it shallowed up slightly as the normal bank side depth was found further down the run.

It left me with two options. 1, feed heavy with hemp and castor on the tree and try and control my feed to catch in the deep water or 2, feed downstream on the shallow run and completely miss out the deep water. On the day i felt fishing the deep water would be the best as i felt this is where the fish would be and also striking up i did not have to worry about my 17ft rod becoming a 12ft rod on the tree to my left. 



A 3 gram bolo fished with a bulk shot and two number 8 droppers to a size 20 hook on 2lb 1oz bayer perlon was the set up for the day and  feeding castor but fishing maggot on the hook i was soon catching dace of all sizes steadily.

The bites where coming right on my hemp and with the fish coming in with a mouth full of maggots it also told me i was getting my feeding right and my castors and hemp where both getting down to the bottom. The fish will always tell you if you are feeding right/  The bites go then maybe you are feeding to heavy or too far up the swim and the fish are above where you rig is settling. 



Alternating between maggot and castor saw fish coming all morning and when bites went funny on castor a change to maggot would always give me two bites at the cherry at catching on the trot rather than the one bite and done scenario with the castor.  This is a approach that can work well and when using red maggot you can get away with as they kind of resemble the castors in colour, more so than say a White maggot.  

The castors of course brought better fish like the roach above and i did hope at the time that a shoal of these fish had moved in, a scenario that can turn a good days fishing into an exceptional one.  

Into the afternoon and the bites did start to dry up on the out side line.  Experience had taught me to expect this so i had purposely fed the swim in a way that the feed covered both the outside line and slightly into the slack.  This tactic i knew would mean some maggot would be falling into the slack behind the tree.  

Dropping in here kept the bites coming and remembering to keep feeding the outside line meant i knew fish where building up confidence out there with no line going through.  The fish where of course not as big in the slack but it kept the net ticking over.

After around a hour i moved over to the outside line and it worked a treat as a shoal of small chublets had moved in and although i was travelling now onto the shallows for my bites i was getting a bite every run down.  The final net of 15lb showed how it had been a day of many bites and also that i had not really attracted caster stamp sized fish into my swim.



I left the banks happy with a days fishing that saw me only use the one hook link all day and have an bite packed session on the bank.

Till next time i wish you all a very merry Xmas and a safe and prosperous new year

Tight Lines 

Danny



Monday, 2 March 2015

River Dee Farndon Dace, Piking in the Snow and kitshack Buff Review..

A warm welcome to this weeks blog update in what is the second update in the space of a week.  I missed my normal update last Friday basically due to my laptop playing silly beggars and keeping on shuting down a few minutes after loading up so that is in with the repair people as we speak.  What it has meant is me lending a family members laptop here and there but it is not ideal at all.  I normally put my updates together during my dinner hour in work and then a little bit each night at home and normally by Friday i am there or there abouts with it but its just not been possible of late.  Add to that last week i was off work with a bad dose of the Flu it meant getting an update out last Friday was impossible.

Fishing wise after this update i will be two trips behind not including two short trips i went out for a few hours and blanked so we are getting there slowly but surely to being up to date.  It is probably the best time ever to be following the blogs page on Facebook or Twitter as i have been blogging after each trip as they happen so most of the fish this blog is missing are on that page as we speak if you want to see what is coming up.  There has just been a cracking session for pike where me and Ste have a dream social session with 9 pike including 4 doubles.

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So onto this update, in this update i review the first products sent to be by the new blogs supporter, Kitshack.com from their new angling range, we begin a three part series of updates in the introduction where i talk about the three different reels i use for my stick float fishing and then i talk a little about how i feel my pike fishing is going as we move into THE time for a special pike,

With that lets get into the update...

Kitshack Buff Review...

I was recently contacted by a representative from Kitshack with regards working together on a possible product review.  I do receive quite a few emails from companies asking me to review all types of products both angling and non angling related and i always do some thorough research before i reply back to the company concerned to see if it is both a product and company i want to work with.  Upon checking out Kitshack.com i was really excited to see they had a new range aimed directly for anglers see here: http://www.kitshack.com/new-angler-14-15-collection.

My expectation was to click the link and find one maybe two Buffs with a fishing related design but i have to admit i was blown away by the sheer variety of garments available and such a depth of designs,literally pages.  I was instantly exited by their products and quickly agreed to do a product review for them, this product had already captured my imagination and you need that if you are going to write about a product i feel.   I asked if i could review a Buff Neck warmer Buff and asked if they would send my uncle one out as well which they happily agreed too, we both put equal into the fishing for this blog and it was great that they agreed to send two out.

So on with the Review..

Kitshack BUFF Neck Warmer Buff Review

Pic of Buff


Technical Info
-Price: £15.00
- Weigth 42g/1.5oz with drawstring.
- Made with Classic Polartec Fleece sewn Both ends
- Machine Washable, Colourfast and will not fade.
- Treated with Polygiene BUFF remains fresh as silver ions prevent build up of bacteria in fabric
- Certified to meet Oeko-Tex Standard 100

Product Info:

An evolution on Classic neck protection using BUFF quality, design and technology.  Made with Classic Polartec fleece with printed trim on the ends.  Its ideal for any outdoor activity, particularly in winter and also as fun street wear.  The leather finish draw strings allow for a quick easy transition from neck to head wear.  Neck warmer BUFF can be worn as a headband, scarf,mask or cap and ideal for skiing, snow boarding, climbing and skating. 

My Review:
First of all i would like to say how pleased i was with the professional nature of this company they replied within 24 hours to all my correspondence and where very well presented by their representative.  Delivery of the BUFF was within 48 hours from the email and it was great to get home to the package sat waiting for me to check out when i was not expecting delivery till the Monday.



The BUFF was well presented on a cardboard holder and i liked the idea that had it been hanging up in a shop i could have felt the products material before purchasing rather than it being sold in a protective polythene bag which i thought was a nice touch.   The packaging was both stylish and the information on the packaging was kept to a minimum with just the main facts about the product presented.  It looked cool and well designed and i could see it appealing to a wide audience.  Moving onto my first thoughts on the BUFF, it felt quite soft to the touch and thicker than i expected it to be for the price.  Trying the item on for the first time it felt comfortable and felt snugly against my neck without being too tight if you get me.  It was also a nice touch that the company included loads of little gifts in the box including BUFF sticker,  phone cleaner and temporary tattoos which my daughter loved.





This company emailing me was really ironic as in past weeks out pike fishing in the howling wind i had suffered quite a bit with earache and my uncle who works outside a lot in Winter had suggested that i buy one of these items.  I set off onto the bank and the temperature in the car read 2oc dropping to 1oc on arrival and on the day i was out trotting on the river i was grateful of this item as i had a upstream wind blowing right in my face.

It was a weird experience to wear this item i have to be honest as i am not a person who really wears scarfs or any neck items and i first it was noticeable but as the session wore on i got used to it and have to say i began to notice a few good features about this item.  I loved the way i could wear it in different ways in i could pull it up right over half my face if i felt cold and when if i warmed up it was really simple to drop it down into a complete neck warmer.  I am not the smallest of people and i was amazed how the BUFF went from being stretched over my faced to fitting back snug round my neck instantly and the final good point i noticed on the session was the fact i could breathe through the item quite easily with none of my warm breath making breathing uncomfortable and causing condensation, as my breath seemed to pass out through the material yet non of the cold wind came in the other way which i thought was really cool.

The next session i used the BUFF for was a pike session where the temperature was up round 10oc and i misjudged the conditions and found myself boiling hot in my thermals and the BUFF to the point i was sweating in it all.  Taking the item off it was simple task of placing it in my pocket and forgetting about it so i guess on sessions you could literally carry it in your pants pocket and pull it out as and when its needed and it was light enough i forgot all about it.  So far the BUFF has been out on 4 full day sessions with me and i have been thank full for it on most of them bar the hot one and although it has been too short a period to test the smell reduction qualities of this item so far its not got any smell to it at all.

In summary i was really pleased with the BUFF Neck wear and was really pleased to review their product which i am sure i will be grate full of next winter and for the remainder of this season.

What Reels I Use For Trotting....

I thought it would be fun to cover the different reels i use for my river fishing and go into a little bit of detail on each one in the introduction of a few updates.  There are three main reels i use for my trotting, normal fixed spool reel, closed face reel and a centre pin and all three are shown below.



In this update i will be concentrating on the reel i use for 90% of mt trotting and that is my Fixed Spool reel.First of all i am not an angler that goes out and buys a top of the range reel for my fixed spool reel as the basic are of trotting involves a constant opening and flipping over of the bail arm on the reel and as such you are putting the reel mechanics under a lot of stress and in my experience ultimately breaking the reel.  As such i find it much easier to make the most of the bottom end reels on the market that now can be picked up for around £20.00 if you shop around and i find fishing every week the rivers are open i normally get around 2 full river seasons from each reel.  Of course a more expensive reel may last longer as its possibly more robust but i don't see how they can overcome the constant wear on the bail arm.

As above i use this reel for most of my fishing and that is basically down to comfort and ease of use.  You can fish with the fixed spool in all conditions and cast with ease all day long without the need for any specialised casts as with the centre pin reel.  You do have a lot of control of the fish with a fixed spool whether you use the drag or the back wind but compared to the control a centre pin offers you it is greatly reduced with the fixed spool.  You do also eliminate problems like line bedding in and a lot of the mechanical issues you can have with the closed face and you certainly do not experience as many tangles as you can with the centre pin.

All in all the fixed spool reel is my go to reel and is the reel i would recommend anyone starting out river fishing to use to begin with and only moving on to the more specialised reels when they feel they have got to grips with the basics of trotting like feathering the line, holding back and locking the finger across the line to strike.

Time for a Lunker....

The updates being a few trips behind it seems weird to be talking about my fishing right now as the trips in the updates date back into January.  I guess this is why it is important when writing a blog to keep up to date and try as much as possible to get that update out each week.   February is now upon us and i am firmly now in pike mode hunting for that last capture of the season.  I will be doing a complete blog based around my first full season pike fishing using dead baits when the season is over but it is safe to say this season has surpassed all my expectations.  I have caught steady all through the season and had the odd red letter session along the way. 

December and January saw me picking up the odd very rare double and catching mainly jacks so as i now move into the final chapter of the pike season i am firmly set on trying to catch one nice double figure fish before the end.  At this stage i would be happy with one more double before the end of the pike season and they go off to spawn.  I feel i have done my best with the challenge of catching 100 pike in a season, i feel i could have done no more, i got out on the bank as much as i could at every opportunity available to me and i guess i just didn't catch enough pike on them sessions. 



The challenge is still there for me and if i get close i get close but i think a lot of our energy now as a group is aimed at getting those 30 doubles.  If we could catch 30 doubles and at least 1 20lb pike in a season it will feel like we have achieved something great as a group of people.  So for whatever is left of the season i will be trying to target areas where i have a good chance of a breeding female and hopefully get that last double to end the season on a high.

Now is the time people to get out there and search for that special pike, tight lines and best of fishes.

Onto the update

River Dee Farndon Dace Fishing....

We had been travelling all over the north west of England and wales over the last few years with our river fishing and have some what neglected the place where we started river fishing, the river Dee.  She is a fantastic river that demands you to respect her moody ways but when she is on form she can offer fishing that would challenge any river in the country.

We travelled to the banks of the dee hoping for a nice days dace fishing but arrived to find most of the pegs taken by pike anglers fishing through the night for their quarry, not against the rules but when these lads are occupying pegs for three or four nights at a time then i do feel it is not "right" and instance where these anglers are setting up in peg 3 for example with two rods and their bivvy and are then placing two more rods 20 yards upstream down to banking on a peg.  With a pike who can quickly engulf a bait and the nature of the river being so snaggy with a sunken tree at the head of most swims i feel it is irresponsible angling in my opinion.

Anyhow moving on, on the day in question we arrived to find a number of pegs free from anglers but where certainly not the pegs you wanted to be on in the conditions.  My uncle set up in a shallow glide and i set up on the inside of a slack where i hoped i could fish down the crease and pick up a few dace.  It was great waiting for first light to be greeted by a few anglers who read my blog and it was great chewing the fat with them on the bank while we waited for the light levels to increase for us to see our floats.



I was in a swim i had fished a number of times in the past so i began feeding hemp as i rigged up and the off handful of maggots.  The first cast on the dee at this time of year is full of expectation and when the float goes through a few times with no action you do start to worry.  When that first few casts turns into 35 minutes to a hour you are really worrying.  My uncle was a early visitor to my peg and he was also lost for bites with not a single bite in the first hour.  I changed over to a 3 gram bolo float hoping the extra weight would keep my line in the gusting wind and first cast it worked and i landed the first dace of the day.

With a second dace in the next cast i thought i had nailed it but then as soon as the bites where there they were gone and what was worse half way down the trot i hot a snag, disaster.  If i got a bite before the snag or my bait missed the snag the fish where there and it was a certain bite but it was high stakes fishing and not really enjoyable playing snag roulette.  In the next few hours i did try an outside line but the fish just where not on the line and the inside snag line was the only area producing.



Slowly and surely through the day i put together a new of dace but it was hard work and in some stages it was really annoying when you lose two hook lengths on consecutive casts.  I tried to feed my hemp up from the snag to draw the fish up and it did seem to work but not for a great deal of time.  I did not have a pike strike but it screamed of a pike in the areas as you normally get this snag hugging and shoaling mentality when a pike is in the area.

The end of the session and i reckon i had about 10lb of dace in the net, not the best days fishing both in the net and for enjoyment and i was glad to be getting back in the car,



Piking in a Winter Wonderland....

The 31st of January and with snow on the ground i headed off to meet up with Ste for a social pike session.  The weather was bitterly cold and there was a real nip in the air as we walked the bank to the swim.  I was thankful for my thermal wellies and thermal under layer on the session and Ste with all his experience rightly said if we got one fish between us on the session we would be doing well as the fish would be lying low on the bottom.

Our baits where loaded up with oils and fished in places we had caught fish from before and we sat back to await some action.  We both talked ourselves into expecting a blank but as all us anglers know fish don't keep to the rules and as much as we try to work these fish out as a species they come along and rip up what we know.  Ste's float was the first to go and it was a solid run.  Fishing with Ste i am always amazed by his calmness as he gets a take, he slowly walks up to the rod then gently feels the line in his fingers to judge the size of fish by the pulls on the line he almost assesses the size of the quarry that has his bait and as such can judge how long to leave the run before striking.

At first i was thinking about how soon i would have struck and if this method worked but i have now been out with Ste on quite a few social sessions both before and after this one and he is bang on with his technique with most of his fish either in the jaw of the pike or in the mouth of the pike.  It has been a steep but fantastic learning curve this year with both Garry and Ste and just from watching how they go about their piking it has been fascinating.



Striking into the fish with a homage to Azzer zorro strike he bent into a fish that in the cold conditions didn't put up a huge fight and i have to say since messing up netting the fist fish i ever netted for Ste by getting the hooks on the outside of the net i have come a long way.  A nice upper single pike on the bank it was a solid start in the snow.

We waited another half hour before the place erupted with striking fish as they chased the shoals of fish and the pike had certainly gone into feeding mode.   Wobbling baits through the water the pike where just not after our sized baits and seemed set on battering the fry shoals.  I cast out my roach dead bait to the area they where feeding and i had one big tug on the bait almost as if the pike had picked up the bait and dropped it, something was around the bait,  i watched hoping for something to develop.   Half a hour later the float cocked and dropped again as the fish again dropped the bait, it obviously was hungry but didn't want the roach so i quickly changed over to a sardine bait and within a minute the float sailed away and i was into a pike.





This is the first time ever pike fishing i have questioned my bait choice and seen first hand how picky a pike can be.  It left me asking myself do i change bait enough during a session?  I had approached this pike fishing thinking a pike was this opportunistic feeder and would take advantage of any free meal no matter what size or shape and it also saw me questioning how many times my bait gets looked at and the fish doesn't take the bait for me to know it has dropped it.  This year has certainly taught me a lot of lessons about pike and also left me with a few more questions than when i set out on new years day 2014.

Most of my pike sessions have been very short half day affairs and this one was no different and we left at midday happy we had done really all we could to get a bite and had both succeeded in catching a fish each on a day where cold conditions and the pike when they did feed being occupied on fry so it was a bit pat on the back as we headed back to the cars.

Bait  Droppin' Trotting

The last trip in this update takes us to the banks of the river in search of chub.  I set up in swim miles off the beaten track and down a steep bank that for all intents and purposes looked unfishable and down right dangerous but what I could see was a flat bit of banking hidden beneath the leaf litter.  It was a swim I noticed on a previous trip and on this trip I went fully prepared with the spade to cut myself in a swim.

I must say when I first started river fishing the idea of cutting in steps and a peg was madness and being a young office nine to five worker I was far from cut out for such manual work and would be the first to admit I am not the most artistic of people so it has taken time for me to dig out something that remotely resembles a swim.  I knew the swim below me would contain some fish so I was in no hurry and took my time cutting in a few footings and flattened out the bottom with enough space for the essentials and my baits as always where simplicity itself with maggots and hemp.



The swim was a fast run along a tree line and I could see the run did shallow up towards the tail of the pool so I knew I didn't have enough river for my bait to get to the bottom before It reached the end of the run if I fed by hand so while setting up my gear I fed the swim with my bait dropper.



Four bait droppers of maggot and hemp and I left the swim to rest for a good ten to fifteen minutes.  I already knew before my first trot through that a bite was going to be instant.  These fish seem like they have never seen a hook in their lives and from my understanding no one else is fishing this beat so the maggots and hemp soon get the fish hard on the feed.

As predicted the float buried as soon as the last shot dotted the float down and a chub was my reward.



These chub don't mess around and I knew getting the fish out of the swim and not losing them was the key to keeping them coming, lose one and the shoal does spook.  I managed two more chub in quick succession and I was really pleased my hunch on this swim had shown some results.  Three chub in the first hour and I was already getting close to 10lb in the net.  I then suffered the dreaded hook pull in two certain chub and as predicted this killed the swim dead for a good hour or so despite me pushing the fish to overcome their fear with a few large bait droppers of hemp.

As with a lot of my sessions of late I only had the morning so I always had in the back of my mind that time was ticking and I knew this swim had so much more to offer me.  I decided to add one more dropper of maggot and hemp and then completely reset the swim for a hour.  I knew doing this it would only leave me the last hour to fish the swim but I hoped no pressure would see me get more bites in the last hour of the session.

The plan worked a treat as the last hour saw me putting a number of trout on the bank but also two more chub in the onion sack.  The final net went just over 10lb but with 5 chub in the net and plenty of rod bending action from the trout I left the banks a happy angler, although I still thought there was more to come from this swim.



Well that sums up anther chapter of my angling world,

till next time I wish you all

tight lines

Danny,













Monday, 16 January 2012

Grand Theft Farndon

Before we get onto the blog this week I would like to send my thoughts out to the families of the Angler than lost his life on the River Trent over the weekend and may this event heed as a warning to all anglers across the country as to the dangers of fishing our rivers, not only at this time of year, but all through the seasons. Take care and be keep safe.

This week saw the publication of an article in the Angling Times rag of the 30lb pike caught from the River Mersey which is sure to arouse more attention to this once severely polluted waterway.  Reading the article you get a sense of the lengths specimen anglers will go to for their quarry from crawling on his belly through brambles to the monetary costs of breaking five rods in the process not to mention the hours he spent each week fishing this spot for its giant resident.

Living on the banks of the River Mersey myself you always hear stories on the grapevine and in this last year alone I have heard nothing but positives from this local river which come from the full length of its course from salmon running the river higher up, 40lb plus weights coming out in matches        in Warrington, 20lb plus carp being caught and even the estuary is making a comeback with numerous anglers now sea fishing from Spike island in Widnes all this bodes well for the future and who knows in a few years time I may not have to travel to Wales for a good days dace fishing, fingers crossed!!!

On to this week’s fishing which I am really pleased to say was back on the River!!! (finally!!)

  With the weather settling and the rain that had caused our rivers to flood now reduced to a few small showers the River Dee finally showed some sign of falling a process that would take a few days of little rain to be any where near fishable by the next weekend.  Every morning I tentatively pulled back the curtains and prayed there had been no overnight heavy downpours and religiously checked the EA site to track the waters decent.  Thursday morning came and still no rain and the river levels had dropped to around 6.5m at Farndon, al level I knew would still be tough fishing but was definitely fishable and with frosts due the next day and all weekend I hastily booked the following day off work with a view to fishing Farndon the next morning, all that stood between that was a gruelling overtime shift in work till 7.30pm!!.

Red clear sky at 4pm from work window confirmed I was in for a bitter cold calm on the bank.



  Thursday night was taken up preparing my hemp and creating a few hook lengths for the following day but it is a task I now have come to love as it means fishing the following morning and this week it was a day earlier than normal, rigs prepared and hemp cooling I was all set for a day on the river the following morning.

  The alarm clock ringing in my ear at 6am was regrettably not put back on a 10 minute snooze and it was closer to 7am when I left my house for the river bank and was undoubtedly an error that would see me not getting a peg on such a busy stretch of river.  The whole journey there down the motorway I refused to let myself even think about what lay ahead as to not be disappointed when I arrived but to my amazement I pulled into an empty car park when I arrived at Farndon and was a sight that could only mean two things either one the river was fishing poorly or two the cold sharp frost that hit on Friday had seen a few anglers turn over and give it a miss.



I pulled up in a peg that although wasn’t the best peg on the beat was one that would allow me to fish comfortably and that is exactly what I was looking for on such a bitterly cold day.  My first view of the river took me back as she looked to have a bit more water in that I expected but once I saw the peg I realised it wasn’t so bad with it just covering the bottom step. 

With the first step out of bounds this would normally have seen me standing for the entire session on the next step up but with my new seat box I could easily fit the first four legs on the second step and have the foot plate legs extended down onto bottom step and made for a really comfortable days fishing sat trotting the river, worth the purchase already in my eyes.

The river itself was like ice with not a breath of wind to cause any problems with presentation and although the main flow was moving at some pace as the rain water filed off the water in front of me was at a more manageably pace so I decided to scrap the heavy 5gram bolo float I had intended to use and went with a much more sensitive stick float dotted right down to detect the slightest most delicate of bites.



During the first part of the session there was a lot of commotion from peg 1 closest to the bridge and upon investigating I found out it was the Environment Agency removing the debris that had got lodged behind the arches of the bridge in the recent floods and great to see them hard at work so soon after the floods have subsided.  The commotion caused by the operation was as expected loud but the speed at which they worked was outstanding and certainly earned my praises and within an hour had completed their job and packed away.



The fishing from the off was like any other recent visit to farndon, fast and furious, with bites coming in quick succession as the fish held over my hemp offerings and as time wore on the quality of the fish improved and saw me taking the fish below  a chunky roach that was holding in the inside slack.  The inside line produced some decent fish through out the session but trotting that line was lined with danger as there was a hook length stealing snag lying on the bed of the river that greedily took three hook lengths off me in the space of an hour and although that line produced some decent roach I quickly decided to go with the line further out that was producing small dace.



Not long after this roach I was happily fishing away when out of the corner of my eye I caught the sight of two men walking along the top of the path in suits, very unusual I thought as the location I was fishing in farndon is more accustomed to fishermen, ramblers and dog walkers and I just thought they where looking at the derelict houses that line the fishing at Farndon and carried on with my fishing.

A few more roach and dace came to the net when I heard the guy on the peg next to me speaking to someone about these two people in suits and as she walked past the top of my peg I realised it was a police woman who had been talking to him and with that all hell broke loose with two police cars turning up and coppers getting out with sniffer dogs followed by the police helicopter arriving overhead and methodically flying low above our heads and the surrounding village.  I remember thinking whatever they have done it must be serious and I must admit I was just glad I had decided against going the loo a few minutes earlier!!!!





  The helicopter seemed to stick around for what seemed like and age just scouring the area and as the commotion was taking place towards the end of the stretch I got back to my fishing that had hit a mixed patch as the bites where more scrappy as if the fish where darting in and out of the peg for the bait and I also remember looking down at my keep net to see all my catch up in the net and this is always a sure fire sign that there is a pike down there somewhere.

The distance I was trotting was improving cast on cast to try and search the fish out  and after around 20-30 minutes without a bite I eventually hooked into a decent dace right at the bottom of the trot and just as it was coming into sight from nowhere a pike nailed it and slowly headed into the depths.  The pike was solid on the bottom of the river and there was nothing I could do with it every time I got it half way up in the water column it made a strong run back to the bottom and was on the line for 5-10 minutes before it spat the bait out, as you can see from the video below it was a decent pike judging by the bend in the rod.



  In these scenarios I never get too confident and reach for the net as 99 times out of 100 the pike will either bite through your line or let go of the fish and that can be at any time in the fight even at the point where you have it on top beat!! Only rarely does the hook transfer from the fish into the pike and hook somewhere its teeth cant cut through the line and you get them in.  The dace was a right mess when I finally got it in.



The pike during the fight really did cover the whole of my peg and to be honest the fishing never really recovered I did catch steadily through out the day but nothing like I had at the start and the fish never really got their heads down over the bait again and as the day wound on the fish in fact came up in the water and had I packed my pole I am sure I would have had them one a chuck on the drop.

Below are the final pictures of the nets and of course they never do them justice.



  All in all it was a very enjoyable day on the bank and was so good to be back on the river again, canals are great places and my time on them in the past few weeks produced some lovely pike but the rivers just hold that magic about them that is so addictive.

I nipped out on Sunday for a few hours with my uncle to another stretch on the dee that fished well in the summer and really struggled but what we where treated to was a visit form the resident swans from summer with their nearly fledged cygnets.  Any one that followed this blog back at the start of summer will appreciate this following picture as the small family we met on a warm summer morning has come through the rough and smooth one the river and come out the other side, a sight that warmed up even the coldest morning on the bank.



till next time

tight lines 

danny

p.s searched high and low for what the guys in suits had done on local news but turned up nothing.

Monday, 17 October 2011

Short carping session and trotting the dee plus blog update...

  This week I made the decision to set up a twitter account for the blog, you can follow me by adding @satonmyperch to your list of people you follow on twitter.  I will be using the twitter account to provide weekly updates as soon as the blog is updated as well as updates from the bank and will also be posting throughout the week about all things to do with fishing.  You can easily follow me by clicking on the link situated on the right hand side of the blog. I have also added a widget to the side bar as well showing my latest activity on the twitter account and I do hope if you are on twitter you decide to follow me on there as well as the blog.


  The past few months have been hectic and although I have been updating the blog on a weekly basis I feel I have been neglecting some of the other pages I have set up, mainly due to spending all my free time during the weekend fishing, but I have been toying with a few ideas of late that I hope to put into fruition in the coming weeks that I hope some of you new and old to fishing may find helpful.

On to this weeks fishing....

Saturday 15th October

  After a week of thinking about nothing but the coming weekends fishing my plans changed form day to day but eventually my schedule for the weekend was firmly set in stone late on Thursday evening when the weather forecast predicted some late autumn sun.  The plan was simple to get up at the crack of dawn on Saturday and try and winkle out a final few carp from flushing meadows before returning home before 1pm to catch the derby match between Man United and Liverpool whilst Sunday would see my on the banks of the River Dee again.

  The alarm clock echoed in my ear with its pulsating unforgiving monotonous tone but unlike in the week where this noise would be greeted with a groan and a moan as I strived for the compulsory "five more minutes" this was a Saturday morning and the noise was met with me shooting out of bed as the electric buzz that only comes with the excitement of a days fishing shot through my veins and after a quick breakfast and my flask of coffee made it was off into the darkness on my way to the fishery.

  My arrival at the car park at flushing meadows was greeted with an icy cold blast as I began unloading the gear from the car, my breath clearly visibly showing me that we were not far off our first frost of the year.  The icy cold air was obviously down to the lack of cloud cover through the night and from experience I also knew this lack of cloud cover would see us basked in sunshine once the sun rose from its overnight slumber.


  My method of attack for the day was my 13 metre pole and would see a final outing for of the year for my black hydro top two kits as after Saturday I will only be using my pole for silver fishing on the river and local canals as we move deeper towards winter.  Saturday also saw the first outing for my new pole sock and I have to say what an ingenious piece of kit it is as up to this point I had been using my bank stick and I have to say it made the fishing so much easier, highly recommended.

  I set my target for the morning at two carp and with the cold weather I expected to find the fish on the bottom of the nearside shelf so I started out on a top 5 rig and lightly fed a mixture of corn and meat although my feeding was not as heavy as on previous visits due to the conditions and my short time schedule, I wanted to attract the fish in and catch them quickly and was in essence fishing for one fish at a time.

The swim:

  The early morning came and went in a flash and before I knew it the sun was creeping through the gaps in the tree to my right its glow warming my face and lighting up the far margin which was showing signs of activity with carp cruising up in the water and the unmistakable sound of a carp sucking against the far bank giving them away.

The Far margin:

  After a little reorganisation of my pole roller I was ready to to fish at my poles maximum length of 13 metres right up tight against the far bank, you almost have to imagine the far bank has a really undercut bank like cave and you are trying to get your bait right inside their where the carp feel safe.  My bait had not been in position more than 20 seconds when the float slid away and eventually sunk into the carps underwater labyrinth, a sharp lift of the pole and I was connected with my first carp of the session.  Having now lost count at the amount of carp I have caught on the pole all the apprehension of breaking my pole has gone and I am now at a stage where I just enjoy the fight and boy did this pint sized carp fight, half way to the target...

First carp of the day

Not being one to look a gift horse in the mouth it was straight back over to the far side again to see if I could winkle out another fish as although the last fish put up a valiant fight it did so down the marginal shelf towards the middle of the pool so I hoped its initial run had not spooked any of the other residents of the far bank shelf.  When I fist started pole fishing at distance the pole felt really heavy and clumsy but you quickly learn there is an art to holding the pole and I think I have got my stance well tuned as while waiting for my next bite I had a chance to admire the wealth of wildlife on show at this fishery in total I remember counting two birds of prey in the resident buzzard and a really hungry kestrel which working a nearby field as well as countless species of birds from the local heron to my first robin of the year, no doubt encouraged by my overflowing pot of maggots as I have said before British wildlife is a big part of a days fishing for me.





  Caught in the bliss of the moment surrounded by all the songs of the wild I failed to notice my float going under and the only thing I knew about having a fish on was the feeling of my pole moving in my hard as the carp erupted from the swim causing bow waves across the whole pool the fish like all the fish put up a spirited fight but at around two to three pound was soon worn out and in the net and a quick glance at my watch revealed the time to be 10.45am and it was mission accomplished.

  With the mornings target in the bag anything now would be a bonus and with all the commotion of the previous fish I knew the far margin would be quiet for around half an hour so I tried the nearside margin but it was unusually quiet.  During a session on the fishery you can almost guarantee a fish from under your feet but today was different as the normal signs of carp stirring up the bottom as they gorge on the bait that has fell in as you are baiting up was non existent which reflected in me spending the next half an hour hunched like an expectant heron in vein.


  A quick look over to the far margin showed the fish had moved back in over my bait and it was back over to the far margin and it wasn't long before my piece of luncheon meat coated in my special spice mix attracted the attention of a carp and what a lovely marked carp it was with a full set of scales across its back and I couldn't help thinking what a cracking carp it will be once it gets around 10 to 12 pound in the next few years.
  Midday came and went and it was a case of one last cast syndrome as one last cast turned to five as the the race against the clock to bag a last gasp bonus fish got out of hand and just as I was about to call it a day I connected with another carp which thankfully didn't put up too much of a fuss and was soon in the net and having its picture taken.


  With the fish returned to the water all that was left was the unenviable task of packing away all the gear which is never the best part of the day as we all know but after all was done I was home just before the match kicked off, my only comment on it is I wish I had stayed fishing such a boring game.

Sunday 16th October 

  In past weeks my fishing on the river Dee has taken up the bulk of my blog report for that week so this week I decided to devote the bulk of the blog to the carp fishing which would allow me to put my full concentration into trying to get to grips with trotting the deep stretches of the river.



  Farndon was our chosen destination again and we set up in the same swims as last week hoping for similar results, from the off the fishing was a lot slower than last week for both of us and for some reason the "flow" of the swim changed dramatically throughout the session  which made fishing the same line very difficult as no sooner had I got a line going than the flow changed and I found myself putting my hemp in another location.

  I always say with river fishing that when the fishing is hard make sure you learn at least one lesson from the trip and on Sunday I learned a massive lesson in that no matter how slow the trot you can still catch some really large fish and it was after again watching my uncle trotting that I returned to my peg and stuck to my guns on a slower trot and the after a few smaller fish my perseverance was rewarded with some nice roach and dace. 

  My final net did not contain as many fish as last week but what it did contain was a better stamp of fish than the the previous week:

  My uncle in the next swim also caught a decent stamp of fish with one real stand out roach showing the potential of the river and also had another of a similar size taken by a pike on last knockings which engulfed the fish whole so also shows the potential of this stretch to produce a large pike of which I have witnessed a 23lb pike banked last year.

nice roach:

My uncles final net of fish:


  The weather this week is due to change dramatically with rain and sleet due to be coupled with a drop in temperature, if this is the case next weekend may see me visit the intimate river Dane for its chub which would be a good change of scenery.  If the weather doesn't materialise I am hopefully going to travel light on a tributary of the river Dee for grayling or try the main river for a barbel.

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till next week

tight lines

Danny