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my old mate graham
my old mate graham
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another pike from marton
another pike from marton
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small pike with graham looking on
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another from ellesmere
another from ellesmere
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Hi Pete.
I can't see the detail well enough but that looks like a cross between a mirror and a metallic Ohgon Koi mate. I used to cross them in our garden pond in UK and it is the spitting immage of a couple of ours.
Keith
Hi Pete.
I can't see the detail well enough but that looks like a cross between a mirror and a metallic Ohgon Koi mate. I used to cross them in our garden pond in UK and it is the spitting immage of a couple of ours.
Keith
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Yes Kieth it was a lovely looking fish the colour was amazing the golden orfe grew to quite a big size first i have seen out of there i, have never seen kio in the place other than orf and commons and mirrors i suppose it is possible thanks Kieth
Yes Kieth it was a lovely looking fish the colour was amazing the golden orfe grew to quite a big size first i have seen out of there i, have never seen kio in the place other than orf and commons and mirrors i suppose it is possible thanks Kieth
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I have fished Bomere and walked the woods for many years i loved the place when i first saw it with my grandfather it had so much wild life there were ducks geese some rare as well, to me it was a mystical place when i was only seven i would go down and sit beside the lake, and just listen to the wild life, at times you could hear a pin drop and the only sound you may hear was the rapping of a wood pecker deep in the woods behind where i sat you would see the little owl the barn owl the tawny also i have even seen the long eared owl the woods at the right time of year would be full of primroses and blue bells, i would hide and watch the locals sneak down and dig up the roots of a primrose plant to take home for there garden there were orchids as well some very rare i did not know how rare , until a nature warden told me latter on .
As you approached the lake from my village of Bayston hill you would see signs on trees saying private keep to the path do not wander off the path or you will be shot on sight you would not get away with that today but the keepers in those days would shoot if you wandered into cover maybe over your head they would have been done today in court, but every thing then was in there favour even the police helped them do there job, there were big release pens with thousands of pheasants that's were i would catch some of the mature birds with my fishing line and hooked raison or sultans but that's when i was a bit older, the woods were beautiful then i would lie down in the bracon and just listen to the bird song i learned when old foxy was around the call of the blackbird or the noise the magpie made even the smaller birds made a noise it was a warning that danger was around i have even seen magpies Harri's old foxy not one but four or five, i have watched as he passed me by he never even knew i was there, i learned to keep out of the keepers way i have hid by the pens and watched him feed and water the birds, i would find the pheasants nests and take them home to mum i would always break one to make sure they were ok my mother used them for baking and such i would find the wild ducks nest if i could not reach them would tie a spoon on the end of a long stick and spoon them out i would always leave a couple as she would then carry on laying you may be lucky and have a few more latter.
It was a wonderful life mum would worry about me going to bomere because of the reputation of the owners and keepers some of the locals would not go near the place but not me i learned the tracks of the fox there was not many badgers around in those days they were killed shot or poisoned but you would come across the occasional one i found the keepers gibbet it was massed with dead animals badgers foxes stoats rats magpies jays anything that interfered with his job was killed, but not all you would think there would be no wild life left but there was there seemed to be more around then than today the keeper had to protect the birds ei pheasants partridge or he would be sacked it was how things were in those days. So it was a surprise many years latter when i was asked by the owners wife if i would like to form a syndicate on the lake i snatched her hand off well graham and i did , old SAM her husband had passed away he was the last of the old school farmers but he did let graham and i fish the lake we were the only ones allowed to fish it but old SAM would keep an eye on us, so now i had the syndicate we soon found out what fish it held and saw the occasional carp and big tench show i was determined to have a go for the carp but that was put on hold for latter i did catch a few ill put some photos up they are a bit blurred but it was years ago colour photograpy had just appeared and we were still learning and did not have the best of cameras well thats all for now more latter
I have fished Bomere and walked the woods for many years i loved the place when i first saw it with my grandfather it had so much wild life there were ducks geese some rare as well, to me it was a mystical place when i was only seven i would go down and sit beside the lake, and just listen to the wild life, at times you could hear a pin drop and the only sound you may hear was the rapping of a wood pecker deep in the woods behind where i sat you would see the little owl the barn owl the tawny also i have even seen the long eared owl the woods at the right time of year would be full of primroses and blue bells, i would hide and watch the locals sneak down and dig up the roots of a primrose plant to take home for there garden there were orchids as well some very rare i did not know how rare , until a nature warden told me latter on .
As you approached the lake from my village of Bayston hill you would see signs on trees saying private keep to the path do not wander off the path or you will be shot on sight you would not get away with that today but the keepers in those days would shoot if you wandered into cover maybe over your head they would have been done today in court, but every thing then was in there favour even the police helped them do there job, there were big release pens with thousands of pheasants that's were i would catch some of the mature birds with my fishing line and hooked raison or sultans but that's when i was a bit older, the woods were beautiful then i would lie down in the bracon and just listen to the bird song i learned when old foxy was around the call of the blackbird or the noise the magpie made even the smaller birds made a noise it was a warning that danger was around i have even seen magpies Harri's old foxy not one but four or five, i have watched as he passed me by he never even knew i was there, i learned to keep out of the keepers way i have hid by the pens and watched him feed and water the birds, i would find the pheasants nests and take them home to mum i would always break one to make sure they were ok my mother used them for baking and such i would find the wild ducks nest if i could not reach them would tie a spoon on the end of a long stick and spoon them out i would always leave a couple as she would then carry on laying you may be lucky and have a few more latter.
It was a wonderful life mum would worry about me going to bomere because of the reputation of the owners and keepers some of the locals would not go near the place but not me i learned the tracks of the fox there was not many badgers around in those days they were killed shot or poisoned but you would come across the occasional one i found the keepers gibbet it was massed with dead animals badgers foxes stoats rats magpies jays anything that interfered with his job was killed, but not all you would think there would be no wild life left but there was there seemed to be more around then than today the keeper had to protect the birds ei pheasants partridge or he would be sacked it was how things were in those days. So it was a surprise many years latter when i was asked by the owners wife if i would like to form a syndicate on the lake i snatched her hand off well graham and i did , old SAM her husband had passed away he was the last of the old school farmers but he did let graham and i fish the lake we were the only ones allowed to fish it but old SAM would keep an eye on us, so now i had the syndicate we soon found out what fish it held and saw the occasional carp and big tench show i was determined to have a go for the carp but that was put on hold for latter i did catch a few ill put some photos up they are a bit blurred but it was years ago colour photograpy had just appeared and we were still learning and did not have the best of cameras well thats all for now more latter
< a big pike dead bait on the severn
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a carp from lordys
a carp from lordys
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Brilliant writing Pete. It keeps bringing back many of my memories of my young life, especially catching the pheasants on sultanas etc and lifting the duck's [and larger fowl LOL] eggs and testing them to see if they sank or floated.
We "survived" for many a winter on "angled pheasant" and "snared rabit." LOL. Keep it up mate. Fantastic.
Keith
Brilliant writing Pete. It keeps bringing back many of my memories of my young life, especially catching the pheasants on sultanas etc and lifting the duck's [and larger fowl LOL] eggs and testing them to see if they sank or floated.
We "survived" for many a winter on "angled pheasant" and "snared rabit." LOL. Keep it up mate. Fantastic.
Keith
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thanks keith i have had a wonderful life although i am struggling a bit now with the arthritis but i could not of asked for more if i had wished, and i still enjoy what i do, i like to share my life and ways with others theres not many of us left Kieth, am just going to put some more photos up from years ago thanks m8 appreciate your remarks pete
thanks keith i have had a wonderful life although i am struggling a bit now with the arthritis but i could not of asked for more if i had wished, and i still enjoy what i do, i like to share my life and ways with others theres not many of us left Kieth, am just going to put some more photos up from years ago thanks m8 appreciate your remarks pete
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maybe my first thirty from bomere years ago
maybe my first thirty from bomere years ago
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a bag of chub and roach on cheese paste from my beloved rea brook
a bag of chub and roach on cheese paste from my beloved rea brook