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Chub fishing, re-post of an old post.

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 This post was originally posted just before the end of the 2011-2012 season, nothing new added. Post originally titled Chub Fishing. This year ive been on form with the captures of specimen sized fish of different species and today it was'nt any different, but starting from the beggining, the session got off to a good start with my first fish being a 4lbs 3oz Chub and was quickly followed by another two Chub slowly getting smaller 3lbs 1oz and 2lbs 14oz, then i got a couple of surprises, one being a Dace and the other a redfin!. Not beating any records but been a while. 4oz  I used to catch alot of Dace and Roach on this river but over the last 5 years they have all but disappeared and Chub have just ruled supreme, Chub are a good species to fish for but i'd prefer a 20lb bag of Dace-Roach mix anyday, but anyway back to the fishing and the next cast was met with a very forceful dive downstream, so I knew this was a good fish and then it came in like a sack of s

Still Playing Hard to Get.

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 With my mornings attempt at catching a Barbel turning out to be a blank I decided to head off out for dusk and just sit behind a rod in the company of Stuart, who had been victorious on his 3 day trip to the Middle River Severn catching two Barbel average sized on his first trip up there, my tactic was a simple rig that comprised of a 18mm Dynamite Baits Halibut Pellet on a hair and a short 7'' hook-length and held in place with a ounce and a half lead, I cast out and the wait began.  This stretch of river that I have chosen to tackle is notoriously tough and only holds a small head of fish and waiting 10-12 hours for a bite is very common and bearing in mind that a portion of the fish haven't finished spawning made it more testing, but Stu and I nagged away through the evening, it got about an hour and half through the session when I looked up at the quiver tip to see it starting to move about a little and then all of a sudden lurch down river, a typical 3 foot twitch

Playing hard to get.

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 The last week hasn't presented me with much time to head out to the river bank, owing to my girlfriends birthday bash over the last 3 days and being rammed with work, although the first part only happens once a year and I'm not complaining either with the work, many are not as fortunate.  With the spare time that I did find I went out in search of Barbel and Chub by deploying my rolling meat tactic that almost always favours me more than not, about 80% of all my Barbel over the last two seasons have fell to the tactic on all the rivers I fished in that time excluding the Royalty, rolling meat for me has been an education in itself as I haven't had anyone teach me and I believe I have almost got it almost down to a perfection but I think there is still room for a bit of improvement.  On my walk up river to a spot I usually go just to set up I spotted a shoal of Barbel immediately spawning away on the vast gravel beds, the second shoal I've seen spawning in a week,

How True is That.

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 My mate Stu sent me this and how true is it aswell, a quality sentiment.  

The Rolling River.

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 Barbel of around 3lb 8oz landed on my first roll of the season, well there's no point warming up as I didn't get a chance to, the take came totally out the blue and my first Barbel from that part of the river in 7 or 8 years, over the closed season I have been lucky enough to spot a small shoal of Barbel to around the 8lb mark which was something I didn't expect to see for a few years yet, due to the fact they were only stocked in early 2008, truly amazing.  But when I arrived at the swim I was gutted to find it was totally void of the dense vegetation that I carefully crouched through to watch the Barbel and what they were doing, needless to say the disturbance that was caused by this put them on alert and they wouldn't respond to my rolled bait, two different fish did go up to briefly and backup away from it, which shows a minute interest on their part, so I will be back to try and extricate one.  On my way down I did see a few fish and had a 2lb Chub rolling a

Trotting for Roach.

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 The last couple of seasons I have targeted the Barbel on the first morning/day and not done as well as I had hoped but fishing likes to throw you curveballs just to keep you interested, on Sunday morning I headed off out the door at 4am as the sky was brightening up, around an hour it took to get to my chosen location and I was in for a shock when I got to the river and noticed how choked it was with weed, my heart sank as I went through swim after swim and almost every one was unfishable, I passed about 5 swims in a 80m walk upstream, nearly halfway up I decided to drop of the gear in a bush and grab the polaroid's, I was seriously hoping I'd find one ok enough to trot a float.  All the previous swims had not even enough space between a run of weed to fish, 3 swims up from where I dropped the tackle I peered into the swim just like the last seven swims and expected the same when I was immediately greeted by a couple of good Roach, that was all I needed to see, all of a su

Too Close for Comfort.

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 A new river season in a couple hours beckons with an early start in search of Roach, for the last few seasons I've almost always gone out for Barbel but this year I'm going to head out in search a specimen redfin, but with that all planned out I still had a day to go and with a mornings errands all sorted I decided to go for one last escapade with the fly rod for a Brown Trout, when I left the rain had held off for a while but the wind was still blustering at times to about 30mph, not ideal fly fishing conditions but I still went ahead with it.  Before I did that I arranged to meet Stu at our local tackle shop to stock up on coarse gear for the coming weeks and had a chinwag whilst I did my shopping and ordered a new Wychwood carry case for my fly rod and a load of other little bits, we parted company as Stu was off to get his gear all prepared for midnight and I headed off to the river to do some fluff chucking.  On my way up river I was greeted by a rain and hail sh

Specimen Hybrid.

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 After a lovely break in Cyprus for just over a week, we had a little bit of a downer on the return flight when our original plane had been cancelled and had another flight organised for us but with a 7 hour delay which wasn't ideal and I hate airports nearly as much as hospitals, due to sheer boredom that they provide you with, so midnight came and went and we had only just boarded the plane, 1am was just arriving ( Cypriot time ) and we had just taken off so I guessed we would get back to the UK for around 4.30am GMT which went if I was to go asleep I'd miss most of the day so after dropping off the missus I shot home and grabbed a rod and my gear and headed off out in search of a early morning Carp.  It didn't take long for me to find them but they were playing very cautiously which made life for me a little more difficult and partnered with the fact the wind was blowing an absolute gale, the fishing was slow going but as soon as the wind eased off at around 730 I go

Camping Gudgeon.

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 Just a quick update before I put my latest post up, a couple of weeks ago before my holiday to Cyprus, Stu - Chris and myself headed down to my local river to carry on some the hard work we have been putting in and this time was no different. With a plethora of crud and peoples disguarded possessions that no longer served their purpose so, naturally in London it ends up in the river or in the bankside vegetation awaiting to be thrown in the river by someone else.  In the river on this occasion we extricated 15m of blue tubing, 4 tyres, 2 bikes, a black Aprilla moped, half a patio table, 2 tents, 2 Gudgeon, untold wood and other solids along with around half a ton of a mix of miscellaneous rubbish (mainly plastic carrier bags).  The two Gudgeon were very lucky to survive because we didn't notice them until Stu had dragged the tent up the bank to the rubbish collection site, when a Gudgeon starts flapping about on the floor which then got Stu looking to see if there was anymor