I like to think I'm a reasonable angler, but sometimes you fish with people that give you a reality check and give you a proper lesson.
I bumped in to The Chesil General earlier this week. He's a proper gent and has been helping me out with info on his patch in Dorset.
It was a slow day, very pleasant but after a couple of hours I was biteless. The General then had his first fish, a red mullet, a fish high up on my "want list".
Next cast he had a double shot, a dab and a plaice. Hmm. Still nothing for me.
I was casting a fair old way but was dropping probably ten or twenty yards short. Sometimes a few yards makes the difference.
We both then put fresh mackerel out for a ray of some kind ( I need spotted, undulate and the much rarer blonde ). Half hour later The General leans in to a decent fish which turns out to be an 11lb blonde. Superb.