Well as you will know it’s been a wet and windy week, I
tried pike, perch and roach fishing with varied success, but at least it has
been fairly mild for November. Going by
the different weather forecast pundits we are going to have an ice age winter
or a repeat of Noah’s Ark, this being the case I’ll expect a fine, mild and dry
winter since they never seem to get it right even for the next day.
On Tuesday I went pike fish and although I never set the
angler press lines buzzing I did get three jacks on various deadbaits, mackerel
and sardine; probably that’s because that is what I had on the hooks. I think we often put too much emphasis on the
bait, where-as the fish just find food and take it whatever it is.
On Thursday I travelled south into the Kennet Valley with
plans to fish with John Found for a couple of days and then one day on my own
since John had plans to attend a book launch for Pete Springate’s new tome.
Perch fishing on the canal section.
With no need for an early start I met John at the car park
on the Kennet and Avon Canal at 11:00am ready for the day’s sport after the big
perch known to swim in the area. For
those not familiar with this region but thinking they might like to try it out,
then the Reading and District book give dozens of miles of both river and canal
fishing along with numerous lakes. The
name says it all in that the river and canal flow side by side over the
distance between Newbury and Reading.
Often they have separate waterways, but just as often they join and run
as one until the next weir and they go their separate ways again.
John had identified a couple of swims where perch were
caught and I dropped into one of these for the afternoon. Although this section of canal can often have
quite a flow on it, there seemed little movement today as there were no boats
on the move. The swim itself was a
section where the far bank had overhanging brambles which gave shelter to the
fish keeping the boats away from the bank.
Fishing with a pole would be the ideal since that would allow you to go
into quite tight spots and place the bait right against the bank but casting
had its obvious problem of the slightest misjudgement going into the brambles
and possible breakage.
The perch's home
I chose a slight hollow where the brambles formed an arc and
at least I had a few feet to play with although I still hit the brambles on one
occasion and was lucky to get the tackle back intact. The tackle was an open-ended feeder, fished
paternoster style with the size 8 hook on 4lb fluorocarbon line attached so the
hook hung just above the feeder when I was ready to cast it out. With the rod held vertically in front of me
and a pendulum style swing away from my body directly at the chosen spot for
the tackle to land was the way to hit the swim with regular consistency. Casting with the rod held to either side and
then a swing towards the swim will end up in disaster, a split second error in
releasing the line from the spool sends the bait to either side of the intended
spot and the waiting brambles just say ‘thank you very much’ and on most
occasions they keep your free gift to them.
My hookbait was a lobworm and within the feeder was a mix of
casters, chopped up dendrobaenas, and prawns all held in a light method
mix. A dozen casts at the beginning of
the session soon had a bit of feed laid down to attract the perch if they were
in the area. I waited about an hour for
the first bite on my quivertip and hooked a nice fish only to have it come off
the hook about half way back to my side of the canal. Disappointing but at least there were fish
feeding. Over the next few hours I took
two others of 2lb-4oz and 2lb-7oz as well as missing a couple of bites, but
that will often happen with lobworms as bait.
An interesting start to my break but what would tomorrow bring?
A nice Kennet & Avon canal perch.
For the Friday it was arranged that we would visit Dave
Steuart’s section of the River Test again in the hope of a big river
roach. With all the current rain in the
area we knew the chances would not be good, but Dave had suggested that legering
might produce the goods with the odd swim still available for float fishing in
the slack water. As expected it was
hard going, I got a grayling from a
comparative slack water on the far side of the rive while John managed a roach
of about 1lb from the bottom weir pool. A few brown trout fell to both of us but they
do tend to be a bit stupid so no surprise there. We had left the best chance to last and although I got a couple of small roach, it was John who took first prize with a
2lb-4oz specimen roach that makes these trips so worthwhile. A short walk away was slack water that allowed the fish to rest and photos to be taken before returning them to fight another day.
The River Test runs through the garden.
The Saturday proved to be a total washout, rain from the
start to the finish, and my thought of a return trip to tempt a bigger perch
from the section of canal failed miserably with total blank. That’s what fishing is about in my eyes, the
chance of a monster fish, but it needs work and effort to succeed and those
good days have to be treasured to make up for the blanks.
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