Fields End (124)
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Arrival time: 09.00
Weather: Overcast with virtually no wind. Quite chilly and becoming colder.
Tackle:
Hardy 11' 6" Marksman Specimen Avon, Speedia centrepin, preloaded waggler, 6lb line direct to 12 eyed hook.
Drennan 1¾ TC 12ft 'Specialist Barbel', Shimano 5000 RE baitrunner, 2SSG link, 8lb line to #8 eyed hook.
Baits: Sweetcorn, luncheon meat & bread flake.
Fish: Blank
I hadn't been out fishing for a month because of a family bereavement, involving some time spent in Durham, and other days were lost because my wife and I both had a number of hospital appointments. On the few days I could have gone out the weather wasn't particularly inviting, cold strong winds not being particularly conducive to sitting by a lake. So, having finally made it, I was hopeful for a bit of sport, anticipating at least a few rudd and perhaps a hungry carp or two. I was to be disappointed.
I fished the swim in the SW corner, under some small trees, a spot I had fished around the same time the previous year when I had caught quite a few rudd. I'm finding carrying tackle a bit more strenuous these days and the swim was the nearest to the car park, but I had caught there on a number of occasions in the past. It's secluded with quite a bit of space and vegetation between it and neighbouring pitches.
So full of expectation I started with sweet corn having groundbaited with crumbed bread, sweetcorn and hemp. I was hopeful of an early response from the rudd but it didn't happen. Not a touch during the first hour. Changing to luncheon meat or bread made no difference. The only positive indication was some reed movement in the left margin, which I hoped was a sign of fish grubbing around.
I had brought a second rod as a sleeper for carp and had cast a lump of luncheon meat along the right margin, hoping for a patrolling carp. That sat there throughout the session totally unmoved except for one bite that I missed. The luncheon meat wasn't taken but only nibbled on one corner, and no line was taken from the reel, so I guess it wasn't a carp.
Meanwhile despite changing baits from time to time the float tip remained stubbornly above the water surface, a few knocks and dips being the only indication of fish life throughout the session.
I had planned to stay later into the afternoon but after over four hours with absolutely no action I decided to call it a day. I was also getting a bit cold, the absence of sun and overcast conditions making things quite chilly.
So not a very auspicious return to the water after blanking on the Mill Stream on the previous outing towards the end of the river season.