Friday, 25 July 2008
And there you have it a rather neat fly box for pike flies.
Now that idea wasn't mine it was courtesy of Colin Brett on the Pike Anglers Club forum.
Thursday, 24 July 2008
However, the former fly fisherman (dad) got the hang of the spinning rod and lures and was quickly casting and retrieving on numerous drifts... whilst yours truly manned the motor and tried to unravel the line on the multiplier!
Funny to think that the last time dad and I fished together must have been 30 odd years ago.... I think dad enjoyed the day as much as I did (well apart from my power steering pump going... SOB SOB!).
Oh and the Lady of the Lake... she's on the chimney on the house in the lake.
Monday, 21 July 2008
I did wonder what it was initially... then it dawned on me it was a 2.5 ft lamprey! It looked like a great sea going leviathan that had been at sea for centuries gaining scars along the way... I do have a photo of it on the sandbank as it was helped up there with my boot. I helped it back as well and it tore off into the distance. If it had been a few months earlier I would have used it on my dead bait set up. Lamprey do bleed for ages and are a great pike bait!
Did you know that the Royal Air Force presented the Queen Elizabeth at her coronation breakfast with a lamprey pie? Mmmmmm.... it's meant to be a delicacy (I wouldn't)!
Sunday, 20 July 2008
Advice taken I arrived at the mark to find the same chap fishing a peg up from me. He was feeding the silver fish heavily and I could see a lot of fish movement evidently being pursued by a pike. On the third cast with a pink and white spinnerbait finished off with a white jelly worm on the stinger this pretty pike obliged. I got her in quickly and put her back quickly as well. Off she went in a flash... the next week I bought an unhooking mat at the suggestion of a few folk!
This weekend saw me have a couple of hours in less than ideal conditions trying to cast flies in the teeth of a gale... I retired as the pike hadn't come out to play either!
Saturday, 19 July 2008
Friday, 18 July 2008
I've tidied the email a little for clarity...
Favourite lures... Rapala countdown lures have been the best producers of fish for me... the little perch pattern above is yet to catch but the black/silver and blue/silver are hot! The black/silver CD9 is a little battered now but after a trip to Egypt and catching 7 Barracuda and a Jack Trevally, little wonder! The photo has been altered in Photoshop if you hadn't guessed a touch on the hue & saturation!
Pike eat pike and my pikelet lures have accounted for pike more than most, the Salmo floating diver replaced one that I got from Harris over 20 years ago after I'd lost it in a tree!
The prettiest pike I've caught to date 10lb from the Dee fell to a pink and white FOX spinner bait with a stinger hook dressed with a white grub.
Now there are jerk baits and flies to consider... so in addition to fishing it appears I collect the gear as well!
Thursday, 17 July 2008
After Porth Swtan and the holiday in France where William and I caught "micro roach" we visited the cousins on the Thames again.
With Old Billy the borrowed ex-Thames police river launch we chugged up the Thames toward Henley stopping en-route for lunch at Bray. Eventful trip to say the least... who snapped the key in the ignition? Fortunately the boat behind had an auto-electrician on board... hot wiring a police vehicle! I'd secreted a bunch of lures and a fishing rod on board and fished as we meandered up river. The tally for the day were a few good perch and the elusive pike in failing light on our return... it was Sam's turn to net the catch... I was gutted (excuse the pun) when he pushed the lightly hooked fish of with the net... it wasn't his fault - I hadn't explained that the landing net extended!
The following day we found out that the wrong key had been snapped in the lock... doh! The photo is a jack caught on a pikelet lure fished past a set of reeds on the Thames.
The passion begins... again!
This wasn't Will's first fish, that was a perch to a small Mepps size 0, on an Irish lough a few years earlier. On both occassions he outfished his brother Sam... by good luck than good measure. (Following the Irish holiday we visited the boys' cousins Roobs and Tom-Tom and armed with a bucket of maggots on the banks of the Thames I think they were about even in the end).
The photo reminds me how I felt catching my first sea fish, a mackerel and how it bent that fibreglass spinning rod... I even rember that it was a Mepps spinner. That memory is etched on my mind... I didn't get a picture of "me" with my fish BUT it tasted great!
Imagine standing looking down at the water and lurking beneath the surface, under those lily pads, is the river's greatest predator... the pike!
This river was in the Vendee in France and I took the photo whilst thinking how I'd love to draw a lure or two around the edge of the pads to draw Esox out... but it wasn't to be.
Maybe on my return.