Although the first of October is the unofficial start of the pike fishing season it wasn't my intention to go piking today. After the previous two sessions after barbel and/or chub when all I hooked was pike I thought it would be remiss of me not to give it a go. Armed with a lure rod I had a quick session along the same stretch. All looked promising when a small jack followed my eel lure on the third cast. A couple of casts later it grabbed the tail of the lure, no where near the hooks. A couple more casts and I lost the lure in the most annoying way. I managed to release it from the snag only for it to snag in something else even more solid. Despite pulling from different angles the line eventually parted.
Apart form hauling a lot of dead and dying weed out nothing else happened until I got to the swim I got the 12lb 8oz pike from on Monday. First cast and I was into a jack which with a spot of acrobatics throw the hooks next to the bank. At least I'd hooked one. Several more swim and lures later and that was it.
I must admit I was full of optimism, but a couple of attacks and one hooked if not landed isn't that bad. There was a distinct lack of fish activity. On the previous sessions there had been quite a few signs of fish and more than one obvious sign of pike feeding.
That's fishing!! 🤣😂🎣🎣
ReplyDeleteSure is. Plenty of time to go though.
DeleteI didn't hurl a lure in anger last winter. Maybe this one....
ReplyDeleteI think now is the best time before it gets really cold and they start skulking about in the depths.
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