In reply to Post #295
well andy fished a club water in south shropshire and said it held some good crucian carp did i fancy ago it had also got some good tench and a few big carp in i jumped at the chance takind my feeder rod and a thirteen foot float rod we were on our way. it was only about eight miles from my home so it only took about half an hour what a pretty lake lillie fringed with a small island. the fishing was done from plat forms wich were quite well constructed. i decided to float fish between the lillies it was only arround five ft at the most once again andy was on the pole and was soon catching lovely looking crucians arround a couple of pounds. i was soon catching what great little fish one a cast most between a pound and two pounds in weight with a few a bit bigger i caught mine mostly on castor or maggot but great sport on light tacklei . i decided to put the feeder rod out and cast to the island. id only just put it in the rests and the tip absolutly flew arround nearly pulling the rod in it turned out to be a nice tench of four pounds and it did not stop there i had seven on the run all very much the same size this was great sport. i continued to catch crucians most of the day and realy enjoyed myself. it was some time before i had the next bite on the feeder but the tip flew arround and this was no tench it flew arround the island i called andy i new i had hooked a big carp it snagged me in the lillies by the island there was a small boat on the lake and it was decided we would go out and try a net the fish. but before we could launch the boat it broke me. never mind i was fishing rather light and would have been a miracle if we had landed it. andy had got a net full not sure how many but a lot of fish mostly crucians and roach i dont know how many i had because i dont like using keep nets but thats me but it certainly turned out a good day. more to follow
well andy fished a club water in south shropshire and said it held some good crucian carp did i fancy ago it had also got some good tench and a few big carp in i jumped at the chance takind my feeder rod and a thirteen foot float rod we were on our way. it was only about eight miles from my home so it only took about half an hour what a pretty lake lillie fringed with a small island. the fishing was done from plat forms wich were quite well constructed. i decided to float fish between the lillies it was only arround five ft at the most once again andy was on the pole and was soon catching lovely looking crucians arround a couple of pounds. i was soon catching what great little fish one a cast most between a pound and two pounds in weight with a few a bit bigger i caught mine mostly on castor or maggot but great sport on light tacklei . i decided to put the feeder rod out and cast to the island. id only just put it in the rests and the tip absolutly flew arround nearly pulling the rod in it turned out to be a nice tench of four pounds and it did not stop there i had seven on the run all very much the same size this was great sport. i continued to catch crucians most of the day and realy enjoyed myself. it was some time before i had the next bite on the feeder but the tip flew arround and this was no tench it flew arround the island i called andy i new i had hooked a big carp it snagged me in the lillies by the island there was a small boat on the lake and it was decided we would go out and try a net the fish. but before we could launch the boat it broke me. never mind i was fishing rather light and would have been a miracle if we had landed it. andy had got a net full not sure how many but a lot of fish mostly crucians and roach i dont know how many i had because i dont like using keep nets but thats me but it certainly turned out a good day. more to follow
In reply to Post #296
the only reason i can write this is because i am recovering from a trapped syatica nerve and i have a bit of time on my hands. well andy new of another pool he had fished in south shropshire and asked if i would like ago it was day ticket but not many fished it. there was some big carp in the water so i was up for it the only problem was it had a bollie ban. so i made up some paste adding flaver and took this with us. it was a nice looking pool in a lovely setting in hill country after having a word with the owner who told us carp had come out to over twenty three pounds. and there were some big golden orfe preasent i was quite exited. i felt a bit sorry for the chap as he had recently had poachers who netted the place one night taking at least one shoal of orfe and some carp as well. on finding out from andy i used to ballif a fishery he wanted to know ways of stopping them as the pool was quite a distance from the house. and said he would have a chat later about the matter. well we set up andy once again with his pole me with my carp rods i used one of those little springs you know the ones you mold your paste arround, well idid not wait long and had a screamer on the left hand rod. it was a big fish it went down that pool like a speed boat just taking line i went onto back wind and had a job to stop giving line. i did manage at last to get it towards the net only to loose it to a hook pull. andy was fishing the other side and shouted over asking what i had lost i just did not know but said it was big i was shaking all over and gutted i had lost it. the next one i did land a lovely cross orfe mirror it was one of the most lovely fish i have ever seen and weighted in at 15 pounds andy caught one on the pole giving him quite a scrap which was arround ten pounds. also a cross orfe mirror. we continued till dark i managed two others but not that large but realy enjoyed the day. i had also seen a shoal of orf and some were massive. i did have a word with the owner about poaching and sujested he put some trip wires by all the acsses gates to the pool only setting them up at night he should be able to hear them go off from his house and with a bit of luck catch the culprits an it was not the last time i fished this pool . and in the next few weeks caught some quite good fish until he had a massive otter kill more of that later
the only reason i can write this is because i am recovering from a trapped syatica nerve and i have a bit of time on my hands. well andy new of another pool he had fished in south shropshire and asked if i would like ago it was day ticket but not many fished it. there was some big carp in the water so i was up for it the only problem was it had a bollie ban. so i made up some paste adding flaver and took this with us. it was a nice looking pool in a lovely setting in hill country after having a word with the owner who told us carp had come out to over twenty three pounds. and there were some big golden orfe preasent i was quite exited. i felt a bit sorry for the chap as he had recently had poachers who netted the place one night taking at least one shoal of orfe and some carp as well. on finding out from andy i used to ballif a fishery he wanted to know ways of stopping them as the pool was quite a distance from the house. and said he would have a chat later about the matter. well we set up andy once again with his pole me with my carp rods i used one of those little springs you know the ones you mold your paste arround, well idid not wait long and had a screamer on the left hand rod. it was a big fish it went down that pool like a speed boat just taking line i went onto back wind and had a job to stop giving line. i did manage at last to get it towards the net only to loose it to a hook pull. andy was fishing the other side and shouted over asking what i had lost i just did not know but said it was big i was shaking all over and gutted i had lost it. the next one i did land a lovely cross orfe mirror it was one of the most lovely fish i have ever seen and weighted in at 15 pounds andy caught one on the pole giving him quite a scrap which was arround ten pounds. also a cross orfe mirror. we continued till dark i managed two others but not that large but realy enjoyed the day. i had also seen a shoal of orf and some were massive. i did have a word with the owner about poaching and sujested he put some trip wires by all the acsses gates to the pool only setting them up at night he should be able to hear them go off from his house and with a bit of luck catch the culprits an it was not the last time i fished this pool . and in the next few weeks caught some quite good fish until he had a massive otter kill more of that later
In reply to Post #297
just a little about mike and myself it did not all revolve about fishing our selves we were baliffs for the federation wich took up some of our time. in the summer months we always gave our time to help to teach youngsters how to fish and handel the fish they caught this was run by a local fishing shop owner called kieth bless him he always supplied free bait. these kids wou;ld turn up sme times with rods more sutable for sea fishing. we tried to start them with a wip and think some times we were used as baby sitters for there parents. but we got quite of enjoyment watching these youngsters cating small roach perch and skimers on there wips i carried plenty of shot and hooks with me in case they got broken and did buy a couple of wips just in case some came with no eqipment at all and believe me it did happen. once a year there was a big compition on the river for the youngssters with some real good prizes there was three sections under elevens under thirteens under fifteens we were allocated sections as stewarts wich i realy enjoyed it took up quite a lot of our time but was well worth it in the long run there was as many youngsters as sixty a lot to keep your eye on. and beileve me there was some good anglers amongst them another problem that reared it ugly head was the chinese started putting night lines down mostly for the pike setting them at night and collecting there catch in the early morning they were in gangs of up to six and were disturbed one. morning leaving a twevnty five pound pike on the bank deadmore of that later
just a little about mike and myself it did not all revolve about fishing our selves we were baliffs for the federation wich took up some of our time. in the summer months we always gave our time to help to teach youngsters how to fish and handel the fish they caught this was run by a local fishing shop owner called kieth bless him he always supplied free bait. these kids wou;ld turn up sme times with rods more sutable for sea fishing. we tried to start them with a wip and think some times we were used as baby sitters for there parents. but we got quite of enjoyment watching these youngsters cating small roach perch and skimers on there wips i carried plenty of shot and hooks with me in case they got broken and did buy a couple of wips just in case some came with no eqipment at all and believe me it did happen. once a year there was a big compition on the river for the youngssters with some real good prizes there was three sections under elevens under thirteens under fifteens we were allocated sections as stewarts wich i realy enjoyed it took up quite a lot of our time but was well worth it in the long run there was as many youngsters as sixty a lot to keep your eye on. and beileve me there was some good anglers amongst them another problem that reared it ugly head was the chinese started putting night lines down mostly for the pike setting them at night and collecting there catch in the early morning they were in gangs of up to six and were disturbed one. morning leaving a twevnty five pound pike on the bank deadmore of that later
In reply to Post #298
these chinese became quite a problem not only on the river but on private fisherys as well they were paid a visit at there shop and it .was nipped in the bud by the owner of one such fishery. mike and andy wanted to visit a local comercial fishery i was not that keen but went along as well it was stuffed full of carp and tench i only took a feeder rod the was also a bollie ban so decided to fish lunchen meat using a cadge feeder. it was more of a match water and iwas not used to that sort of water, never the less we had great sport did those carp go on light gear i think the biggest i had was forteen pounds but did lose much bigger fish andy was on the pole and caught some nice looking fish and some nice tench to at least four pounds mike had a few biggies. the bloke in the next swim up must of been a regular and was pulling quite a face because we were catching and the silly sod shouted to me mind you dont break you rod the next thing i see him doing was hand lining this carp back to his net the hook came out and the float flew back past him nearly hitting him in the face i thought what a fool and it did not stop there he had another on his pole and did the very same thing this one he landed. having a word with him he said it was the done thing with most of the matchmen who fished there. i had seen enought and told mike i was going i vowed i would not return. but i did at a later date. i could not abide seeing all those big carp stuffed into keep nets and thought if this is comercial fishing then they can stuff it mike and myself did return but thats another story.
these chinese became quite a problem not only on the river but on private fisherys as well they were paid a visit at there shop and it .was nipped in the bud by the owner of one such fishery. mike and andy wanted to visit a local comercial fishery i was not that keen but went along as well it was stuffed full of carp and tench i only took a feeder rod the was also a bollie ban so decided to fish lunchen meat using a cadge feeder. it was more of a match water and iwas not used to that sort of water, never the less we had great sport did those carp go on light gear i think the biggest i had was forteen pounds but did lose much bigger fish andy was on the pole and caught some nice looking fish and some nice tench to at least four pounds mike had a few biggies. the bloke in the next swim up must of been a regular and was pulling quite a face because we were catching and the silly sod shouted to me mind you dont break you rod the next thing i see him doing was hand lining this carp back to his net the hook came out and the float flew back past him nearly hitting him in the face i thought what a fool and it did not stop there he had another on his pole and did the very same thing this one he landed. having a word with him he said it was the done thing with most of the matchmen who fished there. i had seen enought and told mike i was going i vowed i would not return. but i did at a later date. i could not abide seeing all those big carp stuffed into keep nets and thought if this is comercial fishing then they can stuff it mike and myself did return but thats another story.
In reply to Post #299
Still at it Pete
I'll have to have another word with you about these Shropshire waters mate 
Still at it Pete
I'll have to have another word with you about these Shropshire waters mate
In reply to Post #299
Keep them coming m8.
Keep them coming m8.
In reply to Post #300
In reply to Post #299
if you remember i told you about the syndicate in south shropshire . well i was offered a place after attending work partys mick and i were realy looking forward to fishing the place. because it was a school we all had to have police checks to make shore we did not have criminal records and such like. what a place at times the children were brought to school in helecopters very posh . well as i said before it certainly was not an easy pool. other than carp the other fish preasent were perch and eels. we intended to fish for forty eight hours on the first session i set up oppisite the island once again fishing my right hand rod into the hole in the weeds were i was lucky enought to catch when i was invited last season. the other two rods to the island. it was very hot and humid with a slight breeze on the water and i felt quite confident. mike was also fishing with a feeder rod until dark and sterted to catch perch not ordinary perch but the biggest i had seen for some years i can honestly say i dont think he caught one under two and half pounds with some a bit bigger before dark he had accounted for at least twenty fish and have some great photos of him holding these fish. i must of dozed of i was awoken with shout from mike on reaching his swim he was playing this fish and it certainly was not a carp. mike had been fishing with lob worm on a spare rod to try for the eels, and on his first attempt had hooked one. landing it weighted in at just over five pounds pohots done it was returned. having got his rod back into position we had a chat and a cuppa i was just having a pipe of bacca and he was away again now this fish was big . it was the same rod again the one with the lobs. after playing it for some time he lost it he. was a little bit gutted. well to cut a story short i never had much sleep that night with mike catching eels most of the night i think he caught about nine in all and not one under three pounds. we both blanked on the carp. after a chat with mike next day over breakfast i was convinced we could catch some thing very special either a very big perch or eel. i had never seen so many big eels or perch in one place before and was determined on my next visit i would bring some extra rods and bait to fish for them. over the next day and night i spotted a number of carp moving about but could not but buy a run. and so i blanked mike did no better after the carp. but had caught some brill perch and eels. to be continued
if you remember i told you about the syndicate in south shropshire . well i was offered a place after attending work partys mick and i were realy looking forward to fishing the place. because it was a school we all had to have police checks to make shore we did not have criminal records and such like. what a place at times the children were brought to school in helecopters very posh . well as i said before it certainly was not an easy pool. other than carp the other fish preasent were perch and eels. we intended to fish for forty eight hours on the first session i set up oppisite the island once again fishing my right hand rod into the hole in the weeds were i was lucky enought to catch when i was invited last season. the other two rods to the island. it was very hot and humid with a slight breeze on the water and i felt quite confident. mike was also fishing with a feeder rod until dark and sterted to catch perch not ordinary perch but the biggest i had seen for some years i can honestly say i dont think he caught one under two and half pounds with some a bit bigger before dark he had accounted for at least twenty fish and have some great photos of him holding these fish. i must of dozed of i was awoken with shout from mike on reaching his swim he was playing this fish and it certainly was not a carp. mike had been fishing with lob worm on a spare rod to try for the eels, and on his first attempt had hooked one. landing it weighted in at just over five pounds pohots done it was returned. having got his rod back into position we had a chat and a cuppa i was just having a pipe of bacca and he was away again now this fish was big . it was the same rod again the one with the lobs. after playing it for some time he lost it he. was a little bit gutted. well to cut a story short i never had much sleep that night with mike catching eels most of the night i think he caught about nine in all and not one under three pounds. we both blanked on the carp. after a chat with mike next day over breakfast i was convinced we could catch some thing very special either a very big perch or eel. i had never seen so many big eels or perch in one place before and was determined on my next visit i would bring some extra rods and bait to fish for them. over the next day and night i spotted a number of carp moving about but could not but buy a run. and so i blanked mike did no better after the carp. but had caught some brill perch and eels. to be continued
In reply to Post #303
we returned the following week for another forty eight hour session i fished the same swim again but this time brought two extra rods one for the eels and a feeder for the perch. after getting the end tackle out and some crup it was time to chill out and try and catch on our feeder rods it was a most beautiful locatoin and absolutly teamed with wild life. the water was full of natural food and if you filled a jar with water it would be so cloudy with daffni and water insects you would have diffaculty seening through it. but there was a problem just down the fields at a farm was a big gipsy encampment and the burser at the school told us that in the past they had quite a few problems with them poaching the property and making a general nuisance of there selves. this was to be one of those nights well i got the feeder out and managed a number of perch i dont think i had one under two pounds and a few a lot biggger and believe it or not one eel on the feeder weighing three pounds mike was also catching getting simliar fish. i was convinced we could realy catch fish a lot bigger. well at midnight it started bloody music from the gipsy camp it was so loud it would have awoken every one for miles away it went on till three in the morning with shouting and swearing there must have been a clan meeting and they were also .fighting between there selves. mike came to my bivie saying some one was talking in the wood .behind his swim. he was becoming quite concerned it was very frightning i went to have a look and you could certainly hear them i said to mike what are they doing in there at this hour. we had a very bad night and by morning completly exusted from having .no sleep to cut a story short it was a bit of a disaster and we slept most of the following day the next night was a little bit better and i was awoken to a screamer to the rod placed in the weeds i played him for some time only to have a hook pull in some snagges bloody hell nothings going right i did manage a couple of eels to three pounds . we were quite glad to pack up next day it had been a ouite frightning experince we learned later the police had been called and some may have been arrested. more to tell about this water later
we returned the following week for another forty eight hour session i fished the same swim again but this time brought two extra rods one for the eels and a feeder for the perch. after getting the end tackle out and some crup it was time to chill out and try and catch on our feeder rods it was a most beautiful locatoin and absolutly teamed with wild life. the water was full of natural food and if you filled a jar with water it would be so cloudy with daffni and water insects you would have diffaculty seening through it. but there was a problem just down the fields at a farm was a big gipsy encampment and the burser at the school told us that in the past they had quite a few problems with them poaching the property and making a general nuisance of there selves. this was to be one of those nights well i got the feeder out and managed a number of perch i dont think i had one under two pounds and a few a lot biggger and believe it or not one eel on the feeder weighing three pounds mike was also catching getting simliar fish. i was convinced we could realy catch fish a lot bigger. well at midnight it started bloody music from the gipsy camp it was so loud it would have awoken every one for miles away it went on till three in the morning with shouting and swearing there must have been a clan meeting and they were also .fighting between there selves. mike came to my bivie saying some one was talking in the wood .behind his swim. he was becoming quite concerned it was very frightning i went to have a look and you could certainly hear them i said to mike what are they doing in there at this hour. we had a very bad night and by morning completly exusted from having .no sleep to cut a story short it was a bit of a disaster and we slept most of the following day the next night was a little bit better and i was awoken to a screamer to the rod placed in the weeds i played him for some time only to have a hook pull in some snagges bloody hell nothings going right i did manage a couple of eels to three pounds . we were quite glad to pack up next day it had been a ouite frightning experince we learned later the police had been called and some may have been arrested. more to tell about this water later
In reply to Post #303
we returned the following week for another forty eight hour session i fished the same swim again but this time brought two extra rods one for the eels and a feeder for the perch. after getting the end tackle out and some crup it was time to chill out and try and catch on our feeder rods it was a most beautiful locatoin and absolutly teamed with wild life. the water was full of natural food and if you filled a jar with water it would be so cloudy with daffni and water insects you would have diffaculty seening through it. but there was a problem just down the fields at a farm was a big gipsy encampment and the burser at the school told us that in the past they had quite a few problems with them poaching the property and making a general nuisance of there selves. this was to be one of those nights well i got the feeder out and managed a number of perch i dont think i had one under two pounds and a few a lot biggger and believe it or not one eel on the feeder weighing three pounds mike was also catching getting simliar fish. i was convinced we could realy catch fish a lot bigger. well at midnight it started bloody music from the gipsy camp it was so loud it would have awoken every one for miles away it went on till three in the morning with shouting and swearing there must have been a clan meeting and they were also .fighting between there selves. mike came to my bivie saying some one was talking in the wood .behind his swim. he was becoming quite concerned it was very frightning i went to have a look and you could certainly hear them i said to mike what are they doing in there at this hour. we had a very bad night and by morning completly exusted from having .no sleep to cut a story short it was a bit of a disaster and we slept most of the following day the next night was a little bit better and i was awoken to a screamer to the rod placed in the weeds i played him for some time only to have a hook pull in some snagges bloody hell nothings going right i did manage a couple of eels to three pounds . we were quite glad to pack up next day it had been a ouite frightning experince we learned later the police had been called and some may have been arrested. more to tell about this water later
we returned the following week for another forty eight hour session i fished the same swim again but this time brought two extra rods one for the eels and a feeder for the perch. after getting the end tackle out and some crup it was time to chill out and try and catch on our feeder rods it was a most beautiful locatoin and absolutly teamed with wild life. the water was full of natural food and if you filled a jar with water it would be so cloudy with daffni and water insects you would have diffaculty seening through it. but there was a problem just down the fields at a farm was a big gipsy encampment and the burser at the school told us that in the past they had quite a few problems with them poaching the property and making a general nuisance of there selves. this was to be one of those nights well i got the feeder out and managed a number of perch i dont think i had one under two pounds and a few a lot biggger and believe it or not one eel on the feeder weighing three pounds mike was also catching getting simliar fish. i was convinced we could realy catch fish a lot bigger. well at midnight it started bloody music from the gipsy camp it was so loud it would have awoken every one for miles away it went on till three in the morning with shouting and swearing there must have been a clan meeting and they were also .fighting between there selves. mike came to my bivie saying some one was talking in the wood .behind his swim. he was becoming quite concerned it was very frightning i went to have a look and you could certainly hear them i said to mike what are they doing in there at this hour. we had a very bad night and by morning completly exusted from having .no sleep to cut a story short it was a bit of a disaster and we slept most of the following day the next night was a little bit better and i was awoken to a screamer to the rod placed in the weeds i played him for some time only to have a hook pull in some snagges bloody hell nothings going right i did manage a couple of eels to three pounds . we were quite glad to pack up next day it had been a ouite frightning experince we learned later the police had been called and some may have been arrested. more to tell about this water later
In reply to Post #305
sorry ive posted twice the next seession was on betton mikes brother john came along and it was a quite sucssefull session john chose to fish in the top bay the other side of the lake . i realy wanted to fish towards the lillies my side it was a bit of an awkward place to fish from there was an old stage to my right not very safe but could get on it to cast towards the snagges i realy wanted to place two baits by the lillies but it was just to far to cast about two hundred yrds away. so i made do by fishing towards the bushes to my right mike was in a swim to my left in quite deep water i realy did not fancy his chances althought fish had been caught from there in the past it was a two night session and we did have a problem in the day because of the warm weather skiers were on most days. but i had managed to catch in the day when they had been on in the past the first night past without incident i did get a couple of bleeps on my alarms in the night looking i put it down to liners fish crossing the line mybe bream. mike went out in his boat in the morning spinning for pike before the skiers arrived and did quite well extracting a couple of nice fish. having blanked all day i decided that night and to take my baits out with the boat and drop them by the lillies with a scatering orf bolies arround each one. i was using a small pinapple pop up on the middle rod bottom baits on the other two. john had also blanked in the bay. wich i was quite suprised at. i was awoken at one am my middle rod had shot of and iwas attached to one angry carp mike came running to do the honours but all of a sudden every thing went slack mike ive lost it bloody hell but on winding in he was still attached he must have run towards me causing the line to become slack there was a big old fir tree in front i needed to get arround to play this fish with my legs not so good i tripped over the roots and sprawled to the ground still holding the rod mike came to my aid i was hurting all over but he managed to get me on my feet so i could continue playing the fish. eventualy we netted it a lovely black mirror of twenty two pounds the photos took it was returned straight away as i do not like sacking them till next morning it turned out quite a good night catching six fish between us the biggest going twenty three pounds. it took me a few days to get over falling down i certainly hurt all over but it did not put me off more tales to come
sorry ive posted twice the next seession was on betton mikes brother john came along and it was a quite sucssefull session john chose to fish in the top bay the other side of the lake . i realy wanted to fish towards the lillies my side it was a bit of an awkward place to fish from there was an old stage to my right not very safe but could get on it to cast towards the snagges i realy wanted to place two baits by the lillies but it was just to far to cast about two hundred yrds away. so i made do by fishing towards the bushes to my right mike was in a swim to my left in quite deep water i realy did not fancy his chances althought fish had been caught from there in the past it was a two night session and we did have a problem in the day because of the warm weather skiers were on most days. but i had managed to catch in the day when they had been on in the past the first night past without incident i did get a couple of bleeps on my alarms in the night looking i put it down to liners fish crossing the line mybe bream. mike went out in his boat in the morning spinning for pike before the skiers arrived and did quite well extracting a couple of nice fish. having blanked all day i decided that night and to take my baits out with the boat and drop them by the lillies with a scatering orf bolies arround each one. i was using a small pinapple pop up on the middle rod bottom baits on the other two. john had also blanked in the bay. wich i was quite suprised at. i was awoken at one am my middle rod had shot of and iwas attached to one angry carp mike came running to do the honours but all of a sudden every thing went slack mike ive lost it bloody hell but on winding in he was still attached he must have run towards me causing the line to become slack there was a big old fir tree in front i needed to get arround to play this fish with my legs not so good i tripped over the roots and sprawled to the ground still holding the rod mike came to my aid i was hurting all over but he managed to get me on my feet so i could continue playing the fish. eventualy we netted it a lovely black mirror of twenty two pounds the photos took it was returned straight away as i do not like sacking them till next morning it turned out quite a good night catching six fish between us the biggest going twenty three pounds. it took me a few days to get over falling down i certainly hurt all over but it did not put me off more tales to come
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well i took mike to the lake in north shrposhire he had never been there before and was quite looking forward to it we arrived about seven am and did not take long to get the rods out i fished three to the island, mike was fishing to the left of myself we sat there for some time not even a bleep on our alarms it was one of those hot suletry days and i did not have much confidence. but mikes alarms let out a one toner and he was away it was a screamer nearly ripping his rods from the rests. he played it for some time and on landing it turned out to be a big ghosty weighing in at twenty one pounds photos done it was returned. it was my turn next but not for long i lost it a hook pull i was a bit browned of to say the least well to cut a long story short that was it for that day no more fish. so two days latter saw us on a lake near ellemere we both had not fished this water before so it was a new experence i know some members on this forum .know this lake is that not so gregret well chose a swim on a grassey bank fishing out into the pool mike did the same i did not have to wait long i had an absolute screamer landing a nice commen at eighteen pounds followed with one at sixteen pounds mike also caught of the top catching three up to seventeen pounds we ended the day with six fish not bad for our first session on there and vowed to return at a later date. more to follow at a later date no storys tomorrow out for the day
well i took mike to the lake in north shrposhire he had never been there before and was quite looking forward to it we arrived about seven am and did not take long to get the rods out i fished three to the island, mike was fishing to the left of myself we sat there for some time not even a bleep on our alarms it was one of those hot suletry days and i did not have much confidence. but mikes alarms let out a one toner and he was away it was a screamer nearly ripping his rods from the rests. he played it for some time and on landing it turned out to be a big ghosty weighing in at twenty one pounds photos done it was returned. it was my turn next but not for long i lost it a hook pull i was a bit browned of to say the least well to cut a long story short that was it for that day no more fish. so two days latter saw us on a lake near ellemere we both had not fished this water before so it was a new experence i know some members on this forum .know this lake is that not so gregret well chose a swim on a grassey bank fishing out into the pool mike did the same i did not have to wait long i had an absolute screamer landing a nice commen at eighteen pounds followed with one at sixteen pounds mike also caught of the top catching three up to seventeen pounds we ended the day with six fish not bad for our first session on there and vowed to return at a later date. more to follow at a later date no storys tomorrow out for the day
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well we decided to fish mikes brothers pool once again i was not that keen because of the distance you had to go to get your tackle to the swim. it was a bit of a disaster wich i will explain. we fished a two nighter fishing from the dam wich realy was a walk way between two pools it was getting towards the back end althought the weather was quite warm. i managed a couple of carp nothing very big . mike ca tching .the biggest a nice commen of twenty plus. i also managed a couple of tench but that was about it. on packing up it started to rain. and making a rush for the car barrows loaqded mike twisted his back and could hardly walk we did manage to get it into the car with a struggle. it was quite a serious situation as mike a few years before had lay on his back for eighteen months with a fractured spine and at the time he was told he would never walk again but he proved them all wrong, and slowly started to recover but had been told not to do any lifting or anthing that would put pressure on his back. for the next couple of months he was layed up in bed so i was on my own once again. i decided i would fish down by the weir in shrewsbury for the barbel , on my first early morning session i caught six the biggest of them just under ten pounds i was getting nearer to my first double. i continued fishing for the barbel but could not break the ten pound mark. i did a bit of float fishing trotting the fast water and managed some nice dace and chub with a good many going to the four pound mark so i was quite happy with my results in six weeks i had managed catching thirty odd barbel in these short sessions my thoughts started to turn to pike more of that later
well we decided to fish mikes brothers pool once again i was not that keen because of the distance you had to go to get your tackle to the swim. it was a bit of a disaster wich i will explain. we fished a two nighter fishing from the dam wich realy was a walk way between two pools it was getting towards the back end althought the weather was quite warm. i managed a couple of carp nothing very big . mike ca tching .the biggest a nice commen of twenty plus. i also managed a couple of tench but that was about it. on packing up it started to rain. and making a rush for the car barrows loaqded mike twisted his back and could hardly walk we did manage to get it into the car with a struggle. it was quite a serious situation as mike a few years before had lay on his back for eighteen months with a fractured spine and at the time he was told he would never walk again but he proved them all wrong, and slowly started to recover but had been told not to do any lifting or anthing that would put pressure on his back. for the next couple of months he was layed up in bed so i was on my own once again. i decided i would fish down by the weir in shrewsbury for the barbel , on my first early morning session i caught six the biggest of them just under ten pounds i was getting nearer to my first double. i continued fishing for the barbel but could not break the ten pound mark. i did a bit of float fishing trotting the fast water and managed some nice dace and chub with a good many going to the four pound mark so i was quite happy with my results in six weeks i had managed catching thirty odd barbel in these short sessions my thoughts started to turn to pike more of that later
In reply to Post #308
at the time some big pike had been caught just below the weir on loat fished dead bait and decided to have a go, i kept in touch with mike who was slowly getting better. i started fishing the weir with float fished sprat but realy di not do much good although i did manage a couple arround eight pounds but that was over a two week period so a move was on the cards. i moved up stream into much quiter waters were i caught the pike all those years ago, and thats were i fished for the next two months. i was using three rods alternating between herrin sprats and macrel. i did not have to wait long i had a slow take on my left hand rod landing a nice fish of seventeen pounds. just behind were i was fishing was a derlect building and on hearing this clappind behind and on turning arround there was half a dozen down and outs that used the place to live and sleep. this big scots man stepped forward sayind da ya want a drink to celebrate. no thanks mate as he handed me this bottle for christ sake it was only seven thirty in the morning and it certainly lookred like meths in that bottle they came out of that building like a swarm of wasps women as well some looking as pissed as rats there was some public toilets a bit further along and most used it to wash there selves. i could not get rid of some they just sat down by me and watched it was a bit off putting i can tell you with watching my rods in front and kepping an eye on my tackle just in case some were light fingerd.there i was being offered drink fags and generly listining to there life storys, and do you know in the end i realy did feel sorry for some and the predicament some were in and over the next few months i got to know some quite well and some of there storys were quite sad , but back to fishing i managed five fish that morning all between twelve and seventeen pounds getting some help to land them from my new found freinds more to follow
at the time some big pike had been caught just below the weir on loat fished dead bait and decided to have a go, i kept in touch with mike who was slowly getting better. i started fishing the weir with float fished sprat but realy di not do much good although i did manage a couple arround eight pounds but that was over a two week period so a move was on the cards. i moved up stream into much quiter waters were i caught the pike all those years ago, and thats were i fished for the next two months. i was using three rods alternating between herrin sprats and macrel. i did not have to wait long i had a slow take on my left hand rod landing a nice fish of seventeen pounds. just behind were i was fishing was a derlect building and on hearing this clappind behind and on turning arround there was half a dozen down and outs that used the place to live and sleep. this big scots man stepped forward sayind da ya want a drink to celebrate. no thanks mate as he handed me this bottle for christ sake it was only seven thirty in the morning and it certainly lookred like meths in that bottle they came out of that building like a swarm of wasps women as well some looking as pissed as rats there was some public toilets a bit further along and most used it to wash there selves. i could not get rid of some they just sat down by me and watched it was a bit off putting i can tell you with watching my rods in front and kepping an eye on my tackle just in case some were light fingerd.there i was being offered drink fags and generly listining to there life storys, and do you know in the end i realy did feel sorry for some and the predicament some were in and over the next few months i got to know some quite well and some of there storys were quite sad , but back to fishing i managed five fish that morning all between twelve and seventeen pounds getting some help to land them from my new found freinds more to follow
In reply to Post #309
i continued fishing that spot and on getting better mike joined me it was great sport catching mostly every time we went the best bait i found was either sprat or herring and caught mostly the bigger fish on the later, we were averaging up to six fish per session, and were still joined by my freinds the down and outs i think mike found this a little bit hard to exept. as more and more would turn up every morning to sit and watch. some having dogs and if you did not watch your baits they would bloody eat them, well on arriving one cold morning about eight am we had just set up when there was a big crash behind us and loads of dust. a building firm had moved in and started to demolish the buildings they could not of checked the premises very well because these people the down and outs came flying out like they had been attacked by a swarm of hornets grabing what they could in there panicked state calling the athoritys all the names under the sun i should not of laughed but i could not contain my self it was all to funny there was some runnning up the path dragging ther sleeping bags behind them. well that was that the noise became terrible and every time that big ball hit the building it would shake the tow path were we were . fishing, so a move was on the cards again so on the next session saw us futher along the river. it proved quite sucsessful but could not break the twenty pound barrier , bloody hell my scotch freind found use and kept oiffering me his plonk we just had to get away from these people and moived the other side of town . these were not very sucsessfull and it was not long before the winter floods came and that put an end to the river fiswhing for the time being more to follow
i continued fishing that spot and on getting better mike joined me it was great sport catching mostly every time we went the best bait i found was either sprat or herring and caught mostly the bigger fish on the later, we were averaging up to six fish per session, and were still joined by my freinds the down and outs i think mike found this a little bit hard to exept. as more and more would turn up every morning to sit and watch. some having dogs and if you did not watch your baits they would bloody eat them, well on arriving one cold morning about eight am we had just set up when there was a big crash behind us and loads of dust. a building firm had moved in and started to demolish the buildings they could not of checked the premises very well because these people the down and outs came flying out like they had been attacked by a swarm of hornets grabing what they could in there panicked state calling the athoritys all the names under the sun i should not of laughed but i could not contain my self it was all to funny there was some runnning up the path dragging ther sleeping bags behind them. well that was that the noise became terrible and every time that big ball hit the building it would shake the tow path were we were . fishing, so a move was on the cards again so on the next session saw us futher along the river. it proved quite sucsessful but could not break the twenty pound barrier , bloody hell my scotch freind found use and kept oiffering me his plonk we just had to get away from these people and moived the other side of town . these were not very sucsessfull and it was not long before the winter floods came and that put an end to the river fiswhing for the time being more to follow