A break from banging my mouse against the desk in frustration at having to work with Devon County Council's slowest computer has been needed this week. When I fished the Grand Western Canal the other day, there was a serious amount of pike activity, so I thought I would do a spot of wobbling on the town stretch for a few hours. Only my bait didn't even last "a few hours" and I'd nearly run out by the time I got halfway to the basin, where I had expected to get the majority, if not all, my takes.
That was it for the day, only around two hours actual fishing time, the rest of it spent nattering to a couple of other anglers. Although I always carry a big landing net and mat, even when adopting the mobile approach, neither was required today as I could easily pick the pike out of the margins and, more often than not, slip the single barbless treble out without even unclipping the forceps from my jacket.
As for those 2013 targets I referred to at the turn of the year, they may have to be put on the back-burner for a few more trips yet; this busy style of fishing is just far too much fun at present.
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As for those 2013 targets I referred to at the turn of the year, they may have to be put on the back-burner for a few more trips yet; this busy style of fishing is just far too much fun at present.
