Autumn Barbel: A Different Challenge.
My quest for a "Seven pound plus" Chub is still very much alive but the distance that has to be travelled to pursue them requires at least a days angling/travelling to make it not necessarily worth while because being out there in pursuit is most exciting but all it takes is a mad 5 minutes to turn my quest on its head, we all know in angling can be as surprising as it can be predictable. But and this is a massive but, the time constraints with work do make this harder, not to mention that big Chub are not the easiest of fish to pursuade.
The fact that I can't make weekly trips down south for big Chub doesn't mean I can not target big fish, they're closer to home, if I could just locate them, after plenty of work I think I have found that area, extremely overgrown, no sign of civilisation equals no pressure, just the sort of lye up for big Barbel. Short sessions at the moment is all I can afford but already it is paying dividends, catching on my first trip and second is all the assurance I need in my swim selection.
|Tentatively watching, although it didn't take long.|
|Best of two in two trips at 9lb 6oz.|
|It took some serious work to get there!|
|The only way to the river.|
When the next short opportunity comes by I'll be in there straight away with the hope she is waiting for more.