At last an other escape chit in hand,
so an early trundle up the M4
found me tackling up at 06.30.
I left Bristol where the temperature
+5 oC
I left Bristol where the temperature
+5 oC
I fed pellets and broken boillies
into six swims on the walk up stream,
then started with my usual rigs
and baits on 3ft hook lengths.
Well after 3 swims without so much
as a tap I moved to swim 4.
Fishing one rod down stream and one up,
I started getting rattles on the down stream
rod.
Well that's where my luck ran out.
Another angler walked straight to the spot
where I had cast to.
I was casting a good distance
because it was bright sunshine
and the river was very clear.
Well the other angler decided
to fish there, so it was on to swim five.
Oh no! some one was in that swim.
NO WAY!
That one was occupied as well.
One more swim to try, (this is the one
I caught my only Barbel from),
well this one was free.
It was now midday,
I only had had an hour left
till I was due to head home.
So as there was no sign of life
but plenty of dog walkers and
other anglers about
I headed home.
Biteless.
Never mind the weather was very nice,
maybe to nice!
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