Scheming

This week I've been prepping for mullet, the baited spinners and floats were dug out, traces tied on the vice and I even went through the fly gear and ended up giving one old rod away and immediately ordering two more.

I know, I know.

A few days ago I had a walk around a working pit where I fished seven or eight years ago. It still looks lovely and I started thinking about the carp that were landed and lost.

They were most certainly previously uncaught and fought like demons, they were absolutely savage.

Me and Lord Pualous of Clacton were both broken several times on 15lb line as well as having hooks bent. It seems mad but it happened. 

It was massively overgrown and there was only one swim where you could fish. Unfortunately even that one is now underneath a huge canopy of brambles and birch.

I had a look on the opposite bank. It was almost totally inaccessible. Almost....

I found a bit of bank that was slightly sunken and flat for a couple of yards. Hmm.

Couple of days later I returned with power  secateurs and gave the swim a light trim, just enough of a gap to fit a rod in. Two at a squeeze.

Oh and I deposited five or six kilos of seed and maize in the swim.

 

It's a bit of a mission to actually reach the pitch, a fifteen minute walk, a climb over barbed wire and finally a hundred yards through dense birch trees. But the swim is now prepped and baited, so I'll be having a go very soon.

I'll also be looking for the mullet regularly and if and when I see them, I'll be after them within minutes, as the gear is assembled and stored in the van.

Can't wait to get fishing.