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If you’ve watched this week’s video then the title of the blog is self-explanatory. I got off to a decent start though with three carp on the bank. As you can see in the video, the conditions were pretty grim, but as I so often say, unless you’re out there you’re not going to catch. The only point I would make though when the banks are treacherous is take care. Choose your swim wisely.
Following the day session I had three overnighters planned for the rest of the week. Regarding staying out, have you noticed how many anglers say ‘a quick overnighter’ or some other similar description. I’m not knocking anyone, far from it, but when I hear the term I always think that an overnighter is exactly that and requires no prefix. I do enjoy fishing right through though and there’s always something magical about being out there as the sun sets.
The magic is intensified though with fish on the bank. However, on the three separate overnighters I did, I didn’t have the pleasure of engaging with any carp. In fact, with no fish at all. You may wonder why I include the fact I blanked; well I think it’s important. We have all fish-less sessions and especially if you have a ‘public profile’ of any description (ie you write a blog, articles etc), then sharing the ‘lows’ as well as the ‘highs’ is giving a true picture of what’s going on.
The purpose of writing shouldn’t be to promote ourselves, so that we become elevated in the minds of our fellow anglers. Actually if you want to be held in esteem by others, telling it as it is will do that. Blanks, struggling sessions, lost fish and such-like show that you’re human, not some ‘super-angler’ who is notches above everyone else. I’ve met people on the bank who tell me that they catch this, that and the other. If you’re like that, nobody actually believes you anyway…
Although I didn’t get any fish on the final outings, I did wake up to a beautiful sunrise on the final session. I wasn’t in a bivvy, just an open shelter, and lying there watching the sun break over the horizon and then dominate the sky with a flood of colour, was a superb experience. It was then that I noticed a little visitor drop down alongside my rods at the end of the platform.
It was a common sandpiper and was obviously passing through on its migration journey. I watched it through my binoculars and of course with it being so close anyway, I managed some good footage with the camcorder. The poor thing was exhausted and I felt bad that I had to disturb it, but with a church social event I had to get back to, I had no choice. By then though it had recovered significantly. I love British nature. (Published April 26 2014)