
Re: SK's Catch Report for 2010
Well I got out for a couple of hours today. Started off on the river with a view to targeting those Chub. The Chub there don't go big, 2lb is a good one, but they havn't been in there long and its only a trickle if a river. As I pulled up in the layby I saw just what I didn't want to see, the surrounding fields full of huge pools, the snow and ice obviously still lying around and I could guess what the river looked like. I was right, the river looked really angry, brown, fast flowing, all the things I don't like. Anyway, I toddled off to a known run and set up a feeder outfit with a small maggot feeder and a size 18 hook with 2 red maggtos on. I flicked it out into the crease in the flow and it swung round and settled near my inside margin. I sat there and watched the tip for any movements and within a couple of minutes the tip wrenched over, I struck and met a solid resistance, although it didn't feel at all fishy. Once I'd unhooked the large twig I rebaited and cast back out only for the same to happen again. Time to leave the river behind and head for still water, just hope its not still frozen!!!
The river.....

I arrived at Carron Row with Perch on my mind. There are a few in Pond 1 and apparently they go to over 2lbs so I was crossing everything that it wasn't frozen, luckily for me, although most of the pool was covered in ice there were quite a few nice deep margins to fish so I set up a waggler outfit and started to plumb the depth. Once the float was sitting pretty in the water I took out my lunch, cheese and pickle sandwhiches, and and quickly gobbled them down.
Every so often I threw a few maggots around my float, almost like a sacrifice to the angling gods, a sacrifice to Isaak!! I sat there longer and longer, gaze fixed on that float, almost in a trance. One minute you find yourself watching the small orange tip and the next you fall into a kind of daydream for a few seconds, then you find yourself not watching the float but the reflection of the clouds as they roll by, then its back to float, another few maggots and your willing the float once more to dip. A tremble, quiver or anything would have been nice but an hour later and I knew that this just wasn't going to be the day.
I did enjoy my time out today, from one extreme to another, from the fast flowing river to the solitude of the shaded pool corner where nothing moved except for the clouds above. Until next time, perhaps a longer spell of mild weather is whats needed.
