But no fish!
Home Park again, this time for a serious attempt at establishing a PB for Chub.
Condition's weren't too bad although the river was still a bit on the high side and pushing through, it was more the time of day that wasn't ideal, given the choice I've fished from late afternoon til dark but a morning til midday'ish session was the best I could manage.
6 hours and nothing, ledgered bread crust, flake and luncheon meat all failing to generate anything more than the odd knock on the quiver tip despite being placed beneath the branches of an overhanging tree in what looked like a classic Chub swim.
Twat in a tree! |
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