Bewildered by the sheer enormity of the subject I have spent the past year thrashing around trying all sorts of things and rapidly moving on to something else in a madcap desire to experience new forms of fishing. I eventually calmed down and realised that it is impossible to do everything especially when I am sixty years into this lifetime. As far as fishing commercials are concerned I have had a taste of most types of fishing possible other than predator (pike) fishing over the winter. I have come to the conclusion that I really like the simple things in life. I like just sitting there with a single rod and a waggler seeing what I can encourage to come and visit me on the bank. One of the most enjoyable days I had this year was returning to the first lake I fished at Beaver Fishery with a float rod and a box of maggots as my main bait.
|Maze lake, rod and line... and me!|
In January a new chapter in my fishing journey began; pole fishing had arrived. I had bought a very cheap pole and a second-hand Preston seat box. My mate Bill had offered to show me the ropes and we spent a day discovering that pole fishing is not as simple as it looks. The weeks that followed gave me a chance to get some practise in and after a few sessions things began to fall into place. I was also given a second-hand 14.5m pole by a very kind member of on of the forums who had acquired a new pole and this one was going spare. The generosity of fellow anglers has been great and I have been able to follow a similar path by passing on some of my unwanted gear. Some of this gear has been from buying a few lots of second hand tackle from eBay. Inevitably, I ended up with lots stuff I did not really need and it was good to be able to return some of the favours done for me.
I was sixty in February and you may remember my tale of converting well meaning Christmas and birthday presents into into cash as I had done when I was a kid. Well, I repeated the request, to my close family. This time pointing out that I was still looking at the after shave that I was bought back in 1997 every time I opened the bathroom cabinet. The request was honoured and several donations of money was forthcoming enabling me to buy a few luxuries such as my very comfy Korum accessory chair.
|Trying my new chair out on my birthday back in February|
|Travelling light - going dropshotting|
Two years on and I still look forward to my fishing trips with the same combination of excitement and trepidation as I had on that first trip out and caught my first fish. Is my latest bait creation or rig going to work or am I going to be left wondering if I could have done something better.
The next few months are going to be interesting with a house move becoming the number one priority, thirty-seven years of living in the same house and sixty years of living in London only, a few miles from where I was born, will soon come to an end as we pack our trunk and head for the North Kent coast. Plenty of new waters to fish there...