Saturday 9 October 2010

Lights and fog horns needed!

It was that misty on Pitsford this morning that I was bracing myself for the lights to come out of the mist and that eerie noise of a foghorn going off in front of me. It didn't lift till lunchtime either and while there were a few fish about they weren't particularly feeding.

Phil had the first fish on a hopper in front of the cliffs a really nice 2lb brownie but we had hardly seen a fish rise. Feeling a bit more confident that there were a few fish around I decided to try and locate some rainbows. I set up a di5, cat boobie, blob and a cormorant and was sure I would locate a rainbow or two.

A we drifted off the rocks by the cliffs all went tight and after a good fight managed to slip the net under another good brownie. It's like they have their own diary, it's October now lads lets get out and feed!!

My second pull was just as the flies hit the surface and second pull and he was on. This time though he pulled back and screamed off the reel. With his dorsal in the air wallowing on the surface I new I had a good fish. When he was returned he must have been 4 and three quarters. I managed one more but then the fish went very quiet and we only had pulls after that.

I was aching now as the cold was taking hold and pleased to get in the warm and give up in front of the telly!

The Elinor Jinx

No reflection on Elinor, Ed or the way it is run but just my amazing regularity to find it either easy or hard. Yes and today it was hard for me and easy for others.

While I think congratulations to Ed, Dave Currie and Nick Dunn who made it too the England team this year from Chew. Especially to Dave who like me has being trying for a number of years and come so close on a number of occasions. Excellent!

On a day with hardly a cloud in the sky I started on the river bank and had a good number of fish rising in front of me. They were taking small green buzzers but i didn't seem to have any small enough. I went on a size 16 klink and then started to have action and even had a fish on and lost it, great sport! As the rising fish slowed and the hatch was over I headed off for a walk around Titchmarsh.

When I got back Phil still hadn't caught but there were quite a few catching off the Dam so we both muscled into the corner by the trees. We managed a few takes but still no fish. They were taking on Damsels, daddies and hares ears, but not for me.

Another sit down in the sun to reflect and sense a cold coming on and we called it a day.