This
was another straight and rather featureless length that produced only a
couple of fish as I made my way towards the bridge. At the bridge
things changed dramatically. Although small, it was a fish a chuck
initially. When bites died off it was simply a matter of fish further
in, out, up, down to find them again. I took the opportunity to try
various lures out. I don't think it proved much though, as I suspect
they would take nearly anything regardless of colour or shape. Size
seemed to matter though, anything over 3" produced very few bites and I
failed to hook anything that did rattle the rod tip. This size this was
abit puzzling as one fish reguritated a small fish about that size as I
unhooked it.
Not sure how many of the wee fellas I had in the end as I lost count at around 40 which I didn't think was too bad for a couple of hours work. Also the bridge was out of the wind and rain which made things slightly more pleasant.
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