Sunday, 22 July 2018

Gonk Bashing

On Friday I tried a short evening session on my favourite little river, the Nidd, rather than a early morning session. The usual trotting set up,  with maggots for anything that turned up.


The first four swims produced nothing. The fifth, though, produced a couple of little chublets. Retrieving a third, a huge bow wave followed it in. Lifting it out of the water quickly it flipped off the hook and landed right next the pike, which just turned and ignored it. Retrieve the next trot down the bow wave appeared in the same place and the pike just followed the spinning maggots at about a foot behind them before turning away. Intrigued I just cast down stream and retrieved, again the same thing. I tried this a couple more times at different speeds all with the same result before the pike got bored.

 








By now it was into the 'magic hour' before dark so things had to look up, surely. I decided to stick to the last swim and after a few minutes started to catch gudgeon, after gudgeon, after gudgeon. With half an hour to go before dark I moved on. There are only so many small gudgeon you can catch with out get bored, unless it's a match. The final swim produced just one chewed maggot.`Should have stayed catching gudgeon.

 

On the way back to the car a small owl swooped past me only a few feet away before turning back into the trees.








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