|Stationary on the M25 - Great!|
These days life is very different, just me and Sue, no kids and no ties. Monday is just like any other day. We work from home and for ourselves so if there is work to be done it can take place at any time on any day - the internet has made all that possible. Monday can be a workday or a fishing day. This week it's a fishing day.
I regard myself as a novice all-rounder. I like all sorts of fishing and although I have not tried any sea fishing or fly fishing yet, I probably will. Currently, my experience has been mainly confined to commercials and the odd trip to the Regent's Canal. My trouble is normally I can't make-up my mind how I am going to fish. Do I take a seatbox and pole, my accessory chair and rods or some of each? That is compounded by the fact that I can take as much gear as I want. I am not restricted for space as I nearly always take the van with me unless I am going to an unknown venue where I might have trouble getting in, in which case I am down to our small estate car that is still enough to take far more tackle than one person can use.
Today was different; I had a plan!
I had some new tackle I wanted to try out. I had some whips and a new feeder float, so it was fairly simple set up. I took my accessory chair, my small bowl and hoop, a few bank sticks and a bait waiter sitting on a tripod... I also took some rods, whips and a good selection of end tackle. Having so little gear meant I was loaded and away in good time. It was a nice bright morning with little traffic in town meaning I was on the motorway in record time. As I went down the hill approaching the point where the A21 continues down towards Hastings, the traffic started to thicken and slow. Bother! (well, words to that effect).
Solid traffic that actually comes to a standstill at 06:30 in the morning is never a good sign. Thinking that I was going to be late, I was getting a little miffed when all of a sudden it all started moving. Why does it do that? Drives me nuts. Now I am off down to the A22. As I approach one of the roundabouts a black Mercedes cuts me up and squeezes past me. In the past, I would never have let that happen. I could easily have driven him into the roundabout but today I just let him go and muttered a few obscenities under my breath. I followed him down to the point at which I turn off for the fishery only to see him do the same. As I turned in after him I think he must have thought I was going to have words, as he sped off through the fishery not stopping at the office. I didn't see him again, but it made me chuckle.
|looking from my peg straight out in front of me|
|Nobody to my left...|
|...or to my right|
|First fish of the day fell to the feeder|
Now I had proved to myself that they had let the fish out today, I put the feeder rod to one side and picked up my new-to-me 3m whip. With fine line a number 20 size hook I was targeting silvers. I baited up with a single red maggot and flicked it out to the spot where I had carefully plumbed the depth and let the bait settle. No sooner the float's bristle had come to rest, it was pulled under. A gentle but positive lift set the hook into that unmistakable vibration of a small roach.
|My first whip - caught roach.|
|A decent sized F1 caught on light gear and a whip - great fun!|
|The new Sodafloat comes in its own tube|
|First victim of the Sodafloat|
The final hour or so gave me a chance to try out yet another of my new acquisitions. A new tele-pole. This time a very expensive one... well it was for this cheap-scape. My original cheap tele-pole had given me hours of fun. In fact, I had used it earlier today until an over-enthusiastic fish decided to run off with my hook, float, line and a Stonfo connector! I am sure it will throw the hook as it was only a tidily number 20 hook. So I got my brand new 5m elasticated whip out and hooked on a small float to have a go in the margins. Now I did say expensive, it cost me all of £12.95 including delivery. I was not expecting anything flash but I must say, it is far stiffer and lighter than my original one.
|Wow! that is the best £12.95 I have spent - look, mum, no sag!|