It was a day of change on the canal today. We were on the Tarleton side, the sun was shining, there were a few fish being caught and Jean-Claude from Croston nearly had a set-to with a dog walker. That's enough change for me for one day.
It was blinkin' cold when we got there this morning and the swampy path was frozen solid - easier to walk on, but there were some odd rattlin' noises from the various trollies as they trundled along to the pegs. I was past the stump and only a couple from the bend so I wasn't too chuffed if I'm honest. There were plenty of silhouettes (it's that damned French influence again - I meant shadows) and with nowt behind us to act as a wind-break, I stuck the old Waterline up, solving the moving shadow issue as well as keeping me from freezing solid.
We had a swimmer at the far end of the match before the all-in, which resulted in Arnie getting the end peg by default. At the other end, Trevor had been given a pleasure chuck after the real pleasure angler he was next to packed-up while we were all getting ready. That left him with a big basin to himself.
The sun shone all day and in my peg at least there was very little ripple. There was a bit of surface skim from time to time and a bit of to & fro as a result of the two boats that came through (very respectfully, it has to be said), but on the whole I was surprised how well my peg fished. On my left, the cheese-eater was snarling at a big, lumbering Realtree-wearing dog-walker at one point. Well, I would've been too if a spaniel had been let loose to dive in the water in my peg. Is it us, or are these folk just a bit stoopid?? I thought we'd seen the back of daft bank walkers, but when two blerks (the yorkie pronounciation) came along astride horses, I knew that had capped it for the day.
My match went OK really (for a change). I caught on the butty all the way through, but never really had anything of note. There were plenty of really small roach and I had a couple of netters, but no bonus fish which meant I only managed runner-up on the day. I managed to keep them going on two lines, one just off the reeds, which were only 10m across and the other down the track at around 7m.
I had hoped for sight of a billy so I fed a line with some choppy & caster, but nothing stirred; p'raps they've got their minds on other things like on the main canal.
RESULT:
1 Brian Woods 3-2-8
2 Mark Rimmer 2-6-0
3 Glyn 'Have I told you how good Kingsmill Gold is?' Taylor 2-4-0
4 Dave Hodge 1-13-0
11 comments:
YOUR PEG WAS SOLID. ONLY TIME YOU STAY BEHIND AFTER MATCH. HA HA
Lol Glyn - what happened to "I've not got anywhere near a pound"??
You must've had a 1lb 4oz roach on the all-out that nobody saw...
nice 2 c u stopping 2 the end far a change.take it u did not fancy the 1 pm kick off. like 2 loaves said ya peg was solid!!!!
Your's was solid too - with ice at one stage if memory serves.
"Yeah - I have got a problem - with you letting your dog in the water while there's a match on!!!"
Classic...
two loaves and a surrender monkey.All we need now is a bit of cheese, should have tried that on sunday!
What d'you reckon Trev, Camombert or Brie??
I think he needs to start wearing his cap at a more 'jaunty' angle - like a beret, don't you?
"Get your onions here" will be the cry next - just wait & see; he'll come wobbling over that bridge at Sollom on an owd Raleigh in a striped jumper - reeking of garlic...
BTW - Anyone noticed a strange paradox? 'Two Loaves' hasn't a good word to say about owt with a Mavers logo on it, yet he knows all the models in all the ranges...
Hmm, perhaps the man himself can explain it?
maver forever,would not have anything else,especially those heavy floppy tricast poles.
I'm staying out of this - I don't use either (now)...
hello mark ,thought you had a 301 pole.
Got a Daiwa now.
If anyone wants to buy a 151, I have one sale - £200 cash.
give you 100 for you 301
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