I dunno if you watch the BBC weather forecasts (especially the 6 o'clock one), but that Daniel Corbett bloke has us in stitches with his arms waving everywhere and his finger pointing antics. I just wish he'd tell us some nice weather was coming - this stuff he's sending us at the moment is a bit too duff.
I went up to Plex Lane with Jimmy yesterday and it was bloody stupid - sat there fishing in an 8m x 1m channel in the ice for bugger-all. I got more pleasure from cleaning the crap off the trolley wheels when I got home than the actual fishing. The highlight of the day was watching 5 buzzards riding what little warm air there was above us. We saw (& heard) a lone bird at first, which appeared to be working the field behind us - it being quite low. Then we caught sight of another pair much higher up, calling to each other and circling upwards. The lone bird followed them and while all that was going on, yet another pair joined the party - the only downside was that I didn't have my 'big' camera with me to get some decent pictures. As it was, the bird antics went on for a good 15-20 minutes which nicely relieved the boredom twe were enduring below. An hour or so later three of the birds came back and gave us another circling display before disappearing off towards Formby.
Today's match on the canal never got going - I got a call at 7:15 (picking up the VM later) telling me the match was cancelled. Not to be deterred (stupidly), I went anyway and managed to catch a few roach (including a couple of good netters) on punch and a lovely looking billy around a pound which was taken on worm. It was nice and bright when I got there, but it soon went very dark, very cold and very wet! Snow was mixed in with the rain showers, which gave way pretty soon to a seemingly never-ending hail storm. The bank went white, my knuckles went bright red and I packed-up & buggered off home.
While I was there, I saw several of John Wilson's most hated enemies scudding past. They didn't attempt to land on the canal, but in an hour I counted seven - all following the same route. Unbelievably, one flew right past me while I was sat in the traffic on the canal bridge in Litherland in mid-week. A heavily built-up area, in the middle of the day and flying at around 40 feet over traffic. They really must be struggling for food if they're prepared to go to those lengths. For what its worth I agree with Wilson - they're over-running certain watercourses and the problem is now deep-seated, with no real prospect of removing all of them. Stocking some waters nowadays only serves as a cormorant feeding exercise - a sad state of affairs indeed.
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