Although I haven't really fathomed the depths of the lake in the valley, I've been introduced to another.
I got a call from the farmer asking if I wanted to fish another lake(is pigs arse pork?)
So I said yes please,so he gave me directions and said meet my farmer mate "here"
8pm |
The lake is a "reservoir" dug out by the farmer about ten years ago, it has two islands about half way down and around the centre of the lake.
It has been stocked with carp,tench, roach, rudd ,bream & crucian and has been fished,although only occasionally.
No rods with me but I decided if I woke up early I would pop down at dawn for a couple of hours.
That is what I did.
I woke up about 5:15 this morning and found it a cracking looking morning. Said see you about 8o'clock to Pauline, had a quick swig of orange juice, tackle in the motor and off down the road for a couple of hours.
Reached the lane down to the lake, and followed three hares down the track, them weaving from side to side for some distance before they left one by one into the wheat fields on both sides of the track.
Arriving at the lake I disturbed a good few geese and chose the swim at this end of the fishery.
All about this size |
Snotty! |
Is it safe? |
I switched to plastic maggot which again put me in touch with the small rudd but then had a small skimmer. All the time the wheat field opposite was spilling out it's overnighters with geese and mallard families coming out into the warming air and the light, feeling somewhat safer no doubt from the dark night spent in the cover.
Time for breakfast |
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