
It had been a while . Working overtime , daughter moving out , and weather had stopped us going . One thing had changed though , we had to fish for the quality chub when the barbel were iffy . We had caught some by mistake , and some good looking fish as well . Things started badly , I had been gagging to use a centerpin , so the night before we left for a day session I put it on the spare rod , rigged up , ready to cast out . We were very organised for a change , so I loaded the car neatly , but had to turn it round to load the rods . After I got out of the car , I see that a gust of wind had blown the rod sleeve inti the path of the car , buggering the reel , and butt section . So it was back to just carrying the one rod between us , and I will look for a new one latter in the year.
We arrived at the stretch at first light , and made our way to a swim we knew would produce in the conditions if the barbel were feeding , a good test for the rest of the day , and would make us decide on the chub fishing . Bingo , within 2 mins Sue was into , and landed a barbel , not big 4-5lb , but after struggling the last 2 trips its nice to see the baiting tactics working

A few days latter , at short notice , we returned again . We arrived to a sharp frost , with the accompanying drop in temps . Into the first swim , and Sue gets a chub over 4lb, then another in the next swim . We decided to make our rigs chub friendly , and catch a few as the barbel looked to have turned off . In a swim I like , which is a bit tight, a big pull see the rod hoop over , and a 9lb 14oz barbel smile with me for some pics !!!. We then stayed with the barbel rigs , but no more came along , and in fact we missed many pickups from chub , doing our self out of another very good day . Another early trip home to miss the traffic , both pleased .
Last trip out


Trying desperately to get out before the end , but work ,dogs , ducks , and horses need sorting out with baby sitters . Born to fish , forced to work, story of my life .