Did an evening session on The Ribble last week and lost a good barbel and landed a good chub. A lure session on the local river on Sunday produced two small perch.
Last night I went back to The Nidd again. Things were going wrong from the off. I forgot my head torch. Hiked back to the car and it wasn’t there. The tip of my favourite small river rod was snapped. I got fishing anyway and landed another beauty of a chub. This river seems full of good ones and I need to try the centre pin and float rod for them. It started pissing down and I’d brought the leaky brolly. No more bites.
Then I left in almost complete darkness and had a problem. I’d clambered down a very steep bank which had turned into a mudslide. This caused me major problems. After slipping down a few times and nearly ending in the river, I had to throw my tackle half way up, climb halfway on hands and knees then do the same again. This eventually worked but as I got near the top my chair tumbled down and fell into the river. So I had to climb back down, rescue it with my net and do the whole thing again. Eventually made it, covered in mud and nettle stings and pissed wet through. This is why some anglers take ropes and dog spikes.
Nice chub though.
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