It's been a while...

Yes indeed, it's certainly been a while since I added anything on here - 2 whole months to be exact.  In that time, not a lot has really happened.  I've fished a few matches and had a few pleasure chucks.  If I'm honest, I've pretty much lost the motivation to fish matches for the moment.  Instead of fishing the same few places and using the same few methods, baits, etc.  I've become more nomadic with my locations.  I've had a few sessions on the LDAA length of the L&L, including a rather dismal match on the Fred Moss memorial at Maghull.  I've also had a few matches at Sollom, which didn't exactly set the world on fire either apart from a decent net of skimmers on one.

Just lately though, I've been up at Foxhouses again.  After some really enjoyable visits last year on Mick Marsh's opens, word came to me last week that they were starting again with a knock-up on Sunday.  Off I toddled in the teeth of a gale on Sunday morning and we all assembled under the relative shelter of the car park bank. 

It was a horrible day for fishing and I supposed we should've counted ourselves lucky that we were sheltered as well as we were.  The lake didn't fish to it's potential, but given the cooler weather and the amount of rain that had dropped on the gaff last week, we were thankful any fish were caught at all.  I was at the road end, next to the end peg and although I caught, I wasn't setting any records.  A big skimmer, two tench and some nice, chunky little roach all came to 7lb13oz when they went on the scale, the same as the bloke on the end peg who'd caught a few carp on the method feeder out in the middle - an option I didn't have available to me.  i think the winning weight was 18lb-summat off the peg on the end bank of the lake - one of two which are 'hot' pegs any time of the year.  The opens are starting again in July, so I'll be back again when they start, that's for sure...

This never-ending wind is really buggering-up the fishing round here at the moment, so I don't know where to go tomorrow.  Is it to be Leyland Mill Lane or a pleasure chuck hiding from the gusts?  Who knows, I might just stop at home...