today was another angling adventure for old jonny and turned into a mini great rod race minus the snaggletooth and sir M. It started out back at a certain bridge where the big perch got away and for some ridiculous reason I thought it might still be lurking under there. Now normally first dip in with a jig results in a fish followed by more and more but today wasnt to be.Half an hour spent on the first 2 bridges produced 1fish around a pound and one slightly smaller...Too big for bait and not big enough to be labelled"the big one". I decided to put some deadbaits out in 3 pools and see if any of those monsters are still alive after the pollution..The water is gin clear and even in 4 foot of water i could see my deadbaits which never fills me with confidence..If i can see the bottom the fish will be able to see me and give the bait a wide berth.. i was right but cast a "producer"spinner bait and caught 3 very small pike and had a decent one follow right to the rod tip...Always gets the heart racing and made me cast another 50 times trying to get the bugger. Im glad these fish arent stupid as it makes it more of a challenge i think. After that I decided that deeper darker water was what was needed so headed down to the match length to say hello to snaggly matt who was just leaning into a double as i past him..Always inspires confidence and if he can do it then why cant I??? It wasnt long before my first livebait was off and I was into a big fish until(BUFF) it came off.By miracle the perch was unscathed but the loss of a big fish was not the best feeling I must admit.A quick rig check and a recast produced another ferocious take and I was doing battle again. This time I won and after a quick pic and weigh in she topped the scales at 10lb10oz. Not a world record but good sport.My2nd and final livebait was positioned on the far bank and within 20 mins was off again>this time an8lb estimated pike but one hell of a scrapper.I feel that livies would have produced all day today but myself and matt just couldnt catch even on 11 metre pole to the far bank..Strange days!!! My rigs where changed and deads cast out to the middle,nearside and stickups.2 hours went by as they lay there motionless til out of knowwhere the middle rod raced off and peeled line off the baitrunner like a runaway truck> within 5 seconds it was had travelled 20 yards and was about to cross my other line so i had to strike....a bit too soon I thought but didnt want a tangle.Yet another big fish it felt and spat the hooks with mackerel slightly shredded.. Oh well I cant win every fight i guess. That was it for me and made my way past captain die hard who was stickin' it out 'til the bitter end.. so the final score 5fish and 2 belters that I might get to meet another day!!!
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