Bluemoon Angling Thread

[Saddleworth2]

Showed this picture to my wife last night who pissed harself laughing at my hair, saying it looks like her mum’s when she’s just had a perm.

You don’t do your hair when you’re going fishing FFS. You roll out of bed, maybe do your teeth and get on with it.

wish I had hair 'to do'.

 

[Didsbury Dave]

Another afternoon out with the lure gear yesterday after my boys' match and before the City match. The river had come up and was coloured so after a fruitless hour or two wandering I headed for one of the local canals which is weed choked but tends to stay clear. To combat the weed I used a small Salmo Slider jerkbait which stays high in the water. First cast in a new area and a 2lb+ perch appeared at my feet, gulped the lure down, I lifted the rod and somehow the lure (with two trebles!) popped right out of its mouth and the perch shot off. Nothing more happened around this area apart from a wonderful sight of a kestrel hovering within a few yards of me (I froze under a tree), dropping down and coming up with a mouse, almost within touching distance.

I had a final half hour or so so drove to a marina which gets hammered and poached but I wondered if they might not have seen mini jerkbaits before. I quickly landed a jack pike. On the way back to the car I had a chuck between some barges, hooked a fish which unbelievably turned out to be a skimmer bream which had wolfed down the jerkbait.

 

[blue44]

 

[Saddleworth2]

Out on Coldingham today for a club outing. Forecast looks not to bad, SW wind, 15c, overcast. Hopefully get in about some fry feeders. Last club outing of the season so hope it’s a good one.

 

[Saddleworth2]

Well, after the highlights of last week it was bound to be a disappointment yesterday. Its amazing how quickly confidence drains when you try the same method, in the same place, with the same fly where before it was a fish a chuck and then yesterday nothing. nil. Nout, None.

Little scaly bastards.

So a complete rethink and in the end resorted to pulling lures, trying dies, nymphs, dynamite ;-)
In the end I winkled out five, each on a different fly, my boat partner had seven, winning score was fifteen.

Even rehearsed a scene for 'youv'e been framed' where I caught a fish at the head of the wind, immediately got blown into the reeds, got landing net, fish, rod, line, various items of clothing caught on vegetation whilst trying to manipulate the bloody engine into reverse and then when that didn't work nearly falling overboard trying to 'punt' us out of the thick stuff with an oar that kept sticking in the mud. My boat partner all the time laughing like he was actually watching something that was funny. Bastard.

It was his Birthday and I forgave him when he produced a lovely malt to help us calm down a bit.

Finished at 4, just in time to catch the second half on the radio :-)

Try again at Menteith on Wednesday.

 

[Mazzarelli's Swiss Cheese]

Well, after the highlights of last week it was bound to be a disappointment yesterday. Its amazing how quickly confidence drains when you try the same method, in the same place, with the same fly where before it was a fish a chuck and then yesterday nothing. nil. Nout, None.

Little scaly bastards.

So a complete rethink and in the end resorted to pulling lures, trying dies, nymphs, dynamite ;-)
In the end I winkled out five, each on a different fly, my boat partner had seven, winning score was fifteen.

Finished at 4, just in time to catch the second half on the radio :-)

Try again at Menteith on Wednesday.

That's fishing mate. Just when you think you have it cracked......

 

[Saddleworth2]

That's fishing mate. Just when you think you have it cracked......

Ah you missed my edit. Here is the missing bit:

Even rehearsed a scene for 'youv'e been framed' where I caught a fish at the head of the wind, immediately got blown into the reeds, got landing net, fish, rod, line, various items of clothing caught on vegetation whilst trying to manipulate the bloody engine into reverse and then when that didn't work nearly falling overboard trying to 'punt' us out of the thick stuff with an oar that kept sticking in the mud. My boat partner all the time laughing like he was actually watching something that was funny. Bastard.
It was his Birthday and I forgave him when he produced a lovely malt to help us calm down a bit.

 

[Saddleworth2]

Menteith yesterday with wind gusting to 40mph. Despite that it was a good day and we had 12 to the boat, honours even. We could have had more if we had thought more deeply about the flies we were fishing. Turns out they wanted small and dark rather than the bright lures we were fishing. Most the fish caught were close in to the bank and up in the top three feet of water.

Menteith was lovely in her Autumn clothes;

 

[Newman Noggs]

Interesting photo featuring a young sea angler in the Angling Trust magazine that just dropped through the letter box


Intelligent young man.

 

[snorky]

Off to the Tweed in a weeks time after a late salmon or two. Yay :)