After being asked "what's happened to t'blog?" in the car park yesterday, I decided to do a quick update for those who are still bothered about looking in on here. Not having been among that number for a good few weeks, I thought I might as well post summat new...
For those who didn't know, yesterday was the Foster Cup on the canal at Bosker. There were a good number massed in Stanley Court cer perk and with the match pegged from beyond the wires (on the sunken boat that's not there any more according to Smithy - well, it's not been there for over twenty years...) up to the Slipway, there were a fair few cars shifting about too.
I was drawn on peg 25 (permanent peg 674), which was two short of the well-known gable-end peg at the flats. I had fellow Lostockers Gary Kelly and Baz Charnock either side of me and we weren't that optimistic really. Appley Bridge was a grueller on Saturday due chiefly to the big drop in temperature and yesterday proved to be more of the same.
From the off, we knew we were on a hiding to nowt when Danny (on the gable-end) dropped on a fish first dob-in. He then followed that with another few and had about 5lb in the first 20 minutes. We sat there agog (well, pretty pissed-off if truth be told) and waited for summat to happen. There's always a good chance of skimmers or the odd slab close-in along there, but after half an hour of waiting for the big butty to go, I gave up and moved across to the nearside of the track.
I picked up a few small roach and even a couple of gonks on the bread, but nothing to get the pulse racing. I'd fed a groundbait line to one side and it produced a few more small roach and a couple of billies. After a while that went quiet, so I gave it a little top-up and went across to the far side and a few more micro-roach and billies were snared. A daft cabin cruiser towing a dinghy came past right across my swim and promptly buggered that up, so back I came to the track for another look. Nowt stirred, and with frequent looks on the sniggery trap also drawing a blank, I had to content myself with around a pound and a half before chucking back and going home. Gary and Barry hadn't faired that well either - although Danny went on to 2nd place on the day with a big 6lb.
The spoils on the day went to Sensas NW new-boy Pete Lucas, who it seems had spent the day predator fishing - counting a pike and a big snig as making up his 7lb odd winning weight. I must have a word with Gord & see if he fancies doing a video with you Pete - Piking on the Pole with Pete & the Pirate - it's got a ring to it, don't you think??
Back to the Sams Tackle & Bait Autumn League next week - a 'proper' breakfast at the Slipway, followed by five hours of fun on a length of canal, somewhere in West Lancashire...
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It's all in the presentation Mark :)
And mark my words (no pun intended), Octoplus Standish, in the immortal words of Arnie, will be back :)
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