Nothing To See Here

Move on, move on.

All that rain we had made very little difference to the local river. It came up a foot, flowed for the first time since March, but didn't have the effect I'd hoped.

There's still mid river rushes and muck on the bottom. I've had a few half hearted goes but caught nothing of note.

Today was pleasant, a couple of hours in the mill pool, resulting in some nice perch and a mint conditioned bream.

Bad news upstream. "The Forbidden" now has signs up, saying enjoy your walk along the river, through our wildlife friendly, organic farm. Nice.

Unfortunately at the bottom it's says "Angling Strictly Forbidden". Bollocks.

Today I had a poke about on the opposite bank and found a spot where I can fish my favourite area. No signs there, so until that changes I might be alright. Anyway, I baited up with stinking dead maggots, corn and maize , mixed together with crumb and soil.

Special night time ops pencilled in for early next week hopefully. 

The estuary is absolutely full of birdlife at the moment, huge flocks of waders and wildfowl everywhere.  Absolutely great place for my (almost) daily walk.

I did spot a single mullet today, a straggler for sure, no doubt wondering where the hell his mates are.

There's a spot just down the road on a crappy bit of river where I've never, ever caught a fish. I tried twice this week, for maybe half hour around dusk. Blanked both times, but I did register the first ever bite. Whoooopy bloody do

Not exactly a prolific area.

As the year staggers to the end, my mojo is not quite what it was a short time ago. The stingy amount of light shrinks daily, but not for much longer.  In just over a month, the days will start to lengthen.

Not a lot, but with the promise of good times ahead. 

The next post will be The Chairman's Address. Something for you to look forward to.

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