Bluemoon Angling Thread

My plans to get a photo of a grayling in the snow this morning were scuppered when I got up because it had melted. Never mind, I was on the River Calder about 10am with my centre pin, waders and stick float. I searched for deep, steady water because with snowmelt in the river I knew the grayling would be shoaled up as deep as they could be.

I hit the jackpot in the very first swim and was catching grayling from the off, of all sizes, with several big ones that I didn’t weigh. After an hour or so it was quieting down so I moved downstream. First cast here and I had a big one which I weighed at 1lb 9oz. Next cast was bigger at 1lb 10oz and is a new PB. I had plenty of others from this swim all between about a pound and a pound and a half.

I must have had 20 fish but had to leave about 12.45pm to give myself time for a bacon butty and a shower before the match. Very pleased with this session and it’s a PB I wanted to beat this winter after never really focussing much on grayling. I think I’ll stick at it a bit this winter to see if I can crack the 2lb benchmark, but I’m hearing the call of the predators again as it gets milder.

Great fish. They fight like mad too when they get that dorsal fin up.
 
Bloody hell ! Watching City and fishing at the same time. Pleasure overload. Just one bite so far and one very large chub. After bragging last week about carrying two sets of scales I decided to "travel light" today and jettisoned both sets. Typical. My mate and I agreed it's bigger than the 5lb chub I had the other week but couldn't get a photo that does it justice. This one gives some idea though.View attachment 8061

My plans to get a photo of a grayling in the snow this morning were scuppered when I got up because it had melted. Never mind, I was on the River Calder about 10am with my centre pin, waders and stick float. I searched for deep, steady water because with snowmelt in the river I knew the grayling would be shoaled up as deep as they could be.

I hit the jackpot in the very first swim and was catching grayling from the off, of all sizes, with several big ones that I didn’t weigh. After an hour or so it was quieting down so I moved downstream. First cast here and I had a big one which I weighed at 1lb 9oz. Next cast was bigger at 1lb 10oz and is a new PB. I had plenty of others from this swim all between about a pound and a pound and a half.

I must have had 20 fish but had to leave about 12.45pm to give myself time for a bacon butty and a shower before the match. Very pleased with this session and it’s a PB I wanted to beat this winter after never really focussing much on grayling. I think I’ll stick at it a bit this winter to see if I can crack the 2lb benchmark, but I’m hearing the call of the predators again as it gets milder.
Well in guys, nice fish.
 
Just be be clear, when I said “log” I don’t mean write down. I just meant to try to recognise them. But I wouldn’t be the first person to do that. Yates already has but I can’t remember which book. He describes and compares the aroma of all fish in the way a wine buff would. It’s classic Yates and is what made me more aware of the smell of fish.

Fishing is an assault on the senses. Other noticeable and incomparable smells are: an unemptied maggot box from last season, your sleeping bag after a five day summer carp session, a rucksack where you cracked your bottle of Lamprey Oil. The most evocative of them all for me is a car which has spent a week trawling around Ireland in hot weather containing keepnets full of bream slime. Oh my word, that takes me back to the early 90s.
Going down to the lower decks and opening your car doors on the ferry after two weeks bream fishing in Ireland in the late 70's/early 80's. Jeez. Still to this day never smelt anything worse :-)
 
My plans to get a photo of a grayling in the snow this morning were scuppered when I got up because it had melted. Never mind, I was on the River Calder about 10am with my centre pin, waders and stick float. I searched for deep, steady water because with snowmelt in the river I knew the grayling would be shoaled up as deep as they could be.

I hit the jackpot in the very first swim and was catching grayling from the off, of all sizes, with several big ones that I didn’t weigh. After an hour or so it was quieting down so I moved downstream. First cast here and I had a big one which I weighed at 1lb 9oz. Next cast was bigger at 1lb 10oz and is a new PB. I had plenty of others from this swim all between about a pound and a pound and a half.

I must have had 20 fish but had to leave about 12.45pm to give myself time for a bacon butty and a shower before the match. Very pleased with this session and it’s a PB I wanted to beat this winter after never really focussing much on grayling. I think I’ll stick at it a bit this winter to see if I can crack the 2lb benchmark, but I’m hearing the call of the predators again as it gets milder.
Nice one. Where on the Calder where you mate?
 
Bloody hell these pics put my childhood fishing with my grandad on the Broadheath canal to shame. I loved those Sundays though. A flask of coffee and egg mayonnaise butties, we used to catch the bus from Wythenshawe near the Royal Thorn pub to Altrincham, then I think it was the 99 to the Navigation pub, before going down the stairs to the canal path, walking a short while and setting up our tackle. I still remember the excitement when my float disappeared and I had a bite. Only roach and perch which we threw back but great memories. I think some warden bloke used to check our fishing licences as well. My grandad was looking forward to teaching retirement age so he could have a free licence but sadly he never made it.
 

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