My blog, which consists of the written part and the video, has five-figure views during the course of the month. Consequently people get to know what you’re up to, or not, in the case of several questions that I’ve been asked recently as to why I haven’t been drop-shotting for a while. The answer is quite simply really – other methods have taken my fancy when targeting perch.
As was the case this week when I dusted down the spinning rod for a few sessions. The great thing about this method is that you arrive at the water’s edge and you’re fishing within seconds. No need to bait up a swim and no lugging around lots of gear. I keep my rod made up, so it’s just a case of removing the velcro band, piercing the rod together and away I go. It’s also a great way of fishing when your time is limited.
Session one was an hour-at-dusk outing and although I had a fish on the second cast, there was no more action. That’s the thin line between ‘success’ and ‘failure’ in angling, although in reality there is no such thing as the latter really. As long as you enjoyed yourself out on the bank, that’s what really counts. My next two outings were total blanks, although in my defence they were short ones.
On the same venue, I had the feeling that the perch just weren’t playing ball. With more time on my hands for the fourth venture of the week, I was up at 4.15 am and on the canal for a ‘sit-down’ session. I had a good one and although nothing big put in an appearance, as well as perch I caught ruffe, chub and bream. If you were a pleasure angler you’d have certainly been happy with the morning’s work.
As someone who lives a busy life, yet wants to fish as much as possible, I’m always looking for ways of making the most of every opportunity. Certainly the saying ‘Killing two birds with one stone’ is one that I often put into practice, and that was the case in my final outing.
On my way to Shrewsbury Town’s ground for the Shropshire Cup final, I was off to see The New Saints Ladies retain the trophy with a convincing 5-1 victory. With my spinning rod in the boot I dropped off at Kinver Freeliners’ Woodlands Lodge (number one) pool. I didn’t catch anything big but I lost count of the fish I caught in the hour I was there. Great fun!
As is often the case, no big fish this week but I thoroughly enjoyed myself. Regardless of how we classify ourselves we should be getting something from our angling. Whether we be specialist, specimen, carpers, coarse of whatever, ultimately we should all be pleasure anglers in the sense that it brings us fulfillment.
Don’t forget to watch the accompanying video, and if you like it why not share via the social media buttons on YouTube. Finally, I’ll be back next Saturday with another blog entry and in the meantime, if you’re out and about yourself, tight lines! (Published May 30 2015)