The Sadness And The Joy (937)

When you live a busy life you have to fit angling sessions in when you can. For me, today, that meant an hour around lunchtime on the Staffs/Worcs Canal at Swindon. Whether the bright conditions or the boat traffic, it wasn’t ideal but I always work on the basis that it’s better to be fishing than not.

I fished with the whip again, it’s certainly something that I’m doing a lot of lately. I’m enjoying watching a float or should I say not watching it because it’s disappeared out of sight. I have ready-made rigs and so I’m fishing in a very short time on arrival at the water’s edge.

That’s what it’s all about, making the most of the available time. I’ve seen anglers who take longer to get going than I actually spend fishing.

Bait was a single red maggot on a size 18 Drennan Super Specialist hook and I fed loose maggots. Some of them went to the juvenile moorhens who have worked out that anglers equal food. I don’t mind and I threw lots to them separately, away from the float so as not to disturb the swim too much.

I caught perch, roach and gudgeon. Nothing big, I only needed the landing net once for the final perch. That was the last fish of August 2018, which is where the sadness of the title comes in.

The joy though is that there are 30 days in September coming up. Of course, it’s not really sadness and joy, I’m just playing on that. On a serious note though we do have to make the most of life, as it moves so quickly.

I work my fishing seasons in calendar months, so for me it’s farewell to the three summer months and hello to the autumn. Regardless of when we fish in the year though, the important thing is to enjoy it. I still do after all these years and I’m looking forward to more of the same.

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