So tonight is like a replay of last week- I am going to a comedy club and I have plans to go fishing tommorow. This time there will be little alcohol involved and tommorrow a Pike Bonanza!
Looking forward to it !
So I was supposed to go Pike fishing on Sunday with Alex and Charlie, I was all prepared however a slight overindulgence of alcohol on Saturday evening meant that I was feeling under the weather and had to stay horizontal. Being vertical made me sick. As It was I missed out on what sounds like a cracking day. Damn my greedy eyes for Gin n Tonics, Red Wine and Single Malt Whiskey
It was with great excitement that Charlie and I stared into the oily depths
of our own wee slice of fly fishing heaven – the Forth and Clyde Canal, as
it rears it’s ugly head behind and industrial wasteland near Kirkintilloch.
Given that the Blue-Winged Olive hatch hadn’t really materialised yet, we
opted to match what we thought the pike would be feeding on: Charlie with a
mean sandeel imitation, and me with a 4/0 ‘satan’s goldfish.’
So, with rod’s set up we commenced to thrash the water into a lather;
passers by giving us a generous berth.
About half an hour goes past and Charlie up’s the ante as his fly is
molested by something big. Alas, it was not to be……
Encouraged by this we fish on with ever-more vigorous thrashing as huge
flies whizz about the vicinity when it all clicked into place. For once
Satan’s Goldfish doesn’t end up in the tree behind me and bellf-flops into
the canal with a lound ‘thonk!’
After an impressive but short struggle a wee jack of around 3lb is wheeched
out by Charlie. After a quick snap, the offending article is removed and the
pike is safely back in it’s miserable abode.
Fuck. Pike FF really does work!!!
By now we are casting so frantically you could practically see steam hissing
off the canal as our lines thrashed it into submission. Charlie loses a
fish. A pattern begins to develop.
So, back to the car for a bite to eat and discuss tactics. We decide to plug
On go the lures: charlie opting for a wee flashy number and for myself, a
little rattling orange and yellow beastie.
On my first cast I can see my plug sailing toward a green and yellow
monster. It has ‘Eddie Stobard’ written on it’s side and is doing about
50mph on the A83 to Kirkie. ‘Bugger’ I think as the plug’s momentum is
halted by an overhanging tree. Charlie, the thankless hero of the day, takes
it upon himself to climb the tree and fetch it!
It was only fitting then, that shortly after I should catch a fish with it.
Charlie is now seething, and decides to relieve some tension by losing a
succession of pike.
The day is nearly done, and as I launch my plug out once more, a passer by
says “is that wan no guid enough tae keep?.” Taken aback by his rapier-like
wit, I smile politely and reel in the fetid remains of a disused fertiliser
bag. What canal adventure would be complete without it?
The walk back to the car was spent in the main rueing Charlie’s curse, and
making plans for the next trip!
So well done to Alex for catching his first Pike on the fly, I am looking forward to a bit of that action myself although to be fair my Pike would have eaten his for breakfast.
A great article with David Attenborough over on the guardian website…
So why has David Attenborough spent more than 50 years making programmes about the natural world? Decca Aitkenhead talks Steve Irwin, salamanders and climate change with him
Check it out
He does say some rather nice things about Steve Irwin
How long do you think your fishing gear should last? Like your rods, reels, waders and boots? I am getting more and more annoyed at the way the tackle industry tries to rip us off and steal (yep steal) our cash.
Lets take waders and boots as a classic example. Now, your average waders cost around 130 pounds- how long would you expect them to last with regular looking after. By that I mean, you let them dry out after every session, you fold them away carefully and store them in an appropriate bag and any time you fish near a barbed wire fence you stay the f**k away from it. So how long? I will tell you how long 3 to5 years! Thats how long I want something to last that I pay 150 pounds for (thats around 280 dollars by the way). So why are we anglers always putting up with shoddy goods from these companies- I know some people, well not know as such as all my friends agree with me but at least people I have spoken to online who say that one season is perfectly acceptable for a pair of costly breathable waders- I find this totally unacceptable. I have been lucky, well when I say lucky I mean that I have managed to seal any holes in my waders nice and quickly, this was after my first pair started to let water in at the foot.
My biggest bug bear is probably boots; I have had 3 pairs of boots in 2 seasons. My Vision dual Track boots lasted one season and then they decided to put a hole in my waders with a nail, a design flaw if I ever saw one.
My second pair of boots (a pair of Snowbee XS dual terrain) lasted less than a dozen trips before disintegrating– saying that though they were pretty good at replacing them with a pair of boots that lasted half the time. I was shelling out more money on postage then anything so have now decided to go with Orvis for a change. I wonder about all the hype that the tackle industry give out- about the guys that test the rods and equipment- I mean my two pairs of boots disintegrated so the guys who tested them must have had the same problems. What happens to shoddy boots and waders that are not up to scratch? I will tell you what happens- they get sold to you and I as they know we will just go back and buy a new pair..damned annoying.
[tags]vision waders,snowbee xs,orvis,fishing tackle [/tags]
Ok, I am taking questions, this is not because I have ran out of things to write about (honest) but because it is now the close season and it would be nice to know what my punters (you) want to know.
Of course you might think I am some kind of expert in angling or something for the sheer fact that I think I might know the answer- this is in fact incorrect. Anyone who has fished with me knows that the only kind of expert I am is in fact being a fluky bastard.
Questions can be about anything- I will then answer them by posting here. If I get no questions I will then pretend that this never happened and will probably forget all about it.
Fire away, head over to my shiny new contact me page and fire off a question.
We have a long time to wait until we can laze in the sun and have views like this again.
I cannot believe I missed this one. …
TOP championship anglers were left shocked… after being asked to submit to drug tests.
Competitors at last week’s World Angling Championships were told to give urine samples or face losing their prizes.
Astonishingly, the tests – which they all passed – were made because officials fear stimulants could give cheats an unfair advantage by sharpening their reflexes when they get a bite.
The regime is part of a move to bring angling up to Olympic standards ahead of a bid to make it an official sport.
But it caught anglers by surprise. Briton Sean Ashby, who came third in the individual competition and was part of the England team which won the overall event, said: “At first I thought it was a wind-up. There are one or two jokers in the pack and I was convinced someone was having a laugh. My first thought was, ‘What drug could possibly help anyone catch more fish?'”
I dunno Sean, a bit of speed would help with the old reflexes with striking, and additionally the added incessant chatter would put the competitors off. A bit of coke would give you a confident strut that might just psyche out the competitor while some steroids build up the old casting arm to haul in those stocked slabs of lard.
[tags]drugs,drug testing [/tags]
Dullatur Bog is the source of the River Kelvin, an important wildlife site… and a headache for the engineer of the Forth & Clyde Canal.
Canal engineer John Smeaton believed he could cut the canal through the bog, at the same time filling it with water to prevent it from collapsing. He was disastrously wrong! The cut continued to fill up with slime, requiring more than 16.8m (55ft) of earth and stones to build up the banks and towpath. Even a stable disappeared into the bog.
While work progressed, the bodies of men and horses that had fled from the Battle of Kilsyth and perished in the bog were uncovered; and if that wasn’t enough to deal with, the work disturbed millions of frogs who spread like a Biblical plague over the countryside in search of a new home.
A story to make any angler of the Kelvin smile
Anyone in Glasgow mind the great flood of 1994 ?.
Over at Hidden Glasgow they have some pretty neat pictures!
After dayâ€™s of continuous rainfall that fell over Glasgow in the early part of December 1994 the Glasgow Central Low Level Railway was about to be engulfed by thousands of gallons of water that poured out of the River Kelvin in the West End of the City.
With the River Kelvin swelling to unprecedented levels the water raged over the retaining wall at the steps leading up to Gibson Street with a peak flow of 191 m3/s, corresponding to a 1 in 200 year flood!. With the retaining wall overwhelmed, it soon breached, setting a secondary course for the River Kelvin to surge swiftly down the long abandoned Gibson Street Tunnel towards the station at Exhibition Centre on the Argyle line.
Check it out here