That was hot!!

Fishing


Had a morning tide session today at Sutton on Trent, fishing just off a big bend.

Met a  BS member who had fished the night tide with some success with a couple of doubles.
So I thought, worth a go though it is very bright and hot.
Plenty of fish movement on the surface all day, and loads of boats up and down, on a very clear and low river. In fact it's the first time I've seen strong weed growth on the bottom in 7 years, so it been a long drought....so far.

I put two rods out amongst a good carpet of hempseed spread over small area whilst the tide was stopped.
Despite various changes of bait, not a touch !
Loads of rubbish and weed coming down, including one dead belly up barbel, probably from Cromwell upstream!!

At about 2pm popped to the car to get a drink, just behind me up from the rock embankment. Some c.. captain in a pleasure boat came steaming off the bend and sliced through both my lines, any closer and he would have been on the rocks.
Good job the  baitrunners were on, as both rods and the pod  headed for the wet stuff.
I hope he finds a nice tangle around his props and two of Ary's feeders caught up in the works.

But, guess what? I've been lightening the bag load of late, and now take a box of feeders with me in the back of the motor. Not this time, they are on the shelf in the garage.
So picked up 'addock and chips, on the way home for an early bath.

Few pints of the real stuff in the White Hart tonight, and a quiz to put the brain to use.


The Young!

Little Billy and Lucy are only 12 years old,

But they know they are in love.
 

One day they decide that they want to get married,

So Billy goes to Lucy's father to ask him for her hand.

Billy bravely walks up to him and says,

"Mr. Smith, me and Lucy are in love

And I want to ask you for her hand in marriage."
Thinking that this was just the cutest thing,

Mr. Smith replies,

"Well Billy, you're only 12..

Where will you two live?"

Without even taking a moment to think about it,

Billy replies,

"In Lucy's room.

It's bigger than mine

And we can both fit there nicely."Still thinking this is just adorable,

Mr. Smith says with a huge grin,

"Okay, then how will you live?

You're not old enough to get a job.

You'll need to support Lucy."

Again, Billy instantly replies, "Our pocket money,

Lucy gets five pounds a week

And I get 8 pounds' that's about 52 pounds a month

So that should do us just fine."

Mr. Smith is impressed

Billy has put so much thought into this.

"Well Billy,

It seems like you have everything worked out.

I just have one more question.

What will you do if the two of you should have

                  Little children of your own?"
        Billy just shrugs his shoulders and says,

"Well, we've been lucky so far."

Mr. Smith no longer thinks the little shit is adorable