With the alarm set for the same time as when I’m at work, this time round though the 6.30 a.m. wake-up was to go fishing on the Staffs/Worcs Canal, rather than head to the Welsh border.
Although it’s been edging that way slowly over a period of time, I noticed on the drive to the canal just how autumnal it looked – and felt. With the air temperature just a few degrees above freezing, the fields were shrouded in mist and dew covered the grass.
Setting up – as I so often do – next to a lock, I fished worm on a size 10 hook, legered over red maggots. With everything already in place, all I need to do is push the two sections of rod together, bait the hook and cast out.
It was a very slow session and although I had a number of half-hearted plucks, I banked just the one small perch. I did have a hook-pull on a much bigger fish. I didn’t see it but it was decent and it was a perch. That’s the fine line that I refer to so often.
Instead of a small fish in my hand, the lead image could be a specimen being cradled in front of the camera. Lost fish don’t bother me though – unless it was something that I did – but rather, they inspire me to return and see if I can go one better next time. So, on that front, as they say, watch this space.
This is the time of the year when I start taking water temperature readings. There are several things to keep an eye on when fishing. One of them is water temperature, or to be more specific, temperature trends.
Today’s reading was 12.6C.
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Stewart Bloor
