Saturday 25 February 2023

Exciting Times Ahead.

 Over the last couple of months the finer details have been sorted out on me joining the specialist side of Drennan International, on Wednesday that was all official and now I am part of the Drennan Specialist team of 7 anglers. The plans are already afoot to create another one or two films / videos which I am very excited about soon.

 A sponsorship is never something I contemplated but when Drennan contacted me to see if it was something I would be interested in I thought why the heck not! there was no hesitation as you can imagine.

 A company that needs no introduction whether it is on the match scene, Carp ( ESP ) or the specialist side which has been spearheaded by none other than Martin Bowler until very recently for around 25 years, which is some achievement in itself.

 I hope to take the Drennan team on a journey around the British Isles as I search for all and sundry, whether it is Barbel fishing as I look to press home my recent couple of seasons form, or continuing to search for a much desired three-pound Roach and Grayling. Between now and the summer I also hope to get an Eel campaign started as I look to add a 5lb+ Eel from a stillwater to add to my list of a 5lb 11oz river Eel taken off of the diminutive R.Wandle some 16 years ago! Then it'll be down to a canal Eel of the same benchmark to complete the hat-trick when I have already done double figure Bream off of all 3 types of watercourses over here - Canal PB 10lbs 4ozs, River PB 12lbs 7ozs and Stillwater PB 14lbs 6ozs.

 I am excited to get started! Let's go!!!!

 Link below to the Drennan anglers page.

Tuesday 21 February 2023

Lean Times.


 It's been 5 weeks since I last posted? Must mean I've been out a lot? Not quite is the honest answer.

 I have been out for Roach, nothing to report of note, then went out for Dace and caught a couple of spritely Barbel but not my target at the time, so again nothing of note and that concludes my fishing for the year up to Thursday last week where I was due to embark on another tour of the North-West, my Barbel Quest was hopefully going to have some life breathed back into it as my only Barbel of note came off the Kennet at the start of 2023.

 In fairness I haven't had much time go fishing as work and family have dominated proceedings, this to is likely to be my last hurrah of the season too unless I can engineer a 2-dayer somewhere on the south coast or opt to get my backside handed to me again on the R.Loddon. The first river in mind was the R.Tame up near Manchester. This is a river I have visited earlier this season where I had a good return of 8 Barbel to 8lb 11oz. 

Best from my first visit.

 I set off at 2230 with the view to arriving on the river at 0200 but the endless roadworks meant I didn't get fishing until 0300, with a good 4 hours of darkness still I made a bee-line for the peg I did well in in August, unfortunately it seemed nothing was home as the tip stayed motionless. Around 1100 I packed away the static gear and set off rolling meat to try and search out the Barbel, many rolls through many great looking swims without as much as a tap, it seemed absolutely lifeless and as the hours ticked by the picture being painted looked even bleaker, the first night drew to a close at 2100 as I had now been awake for 42hrs and needed a sleep, for the two days I planned to be on the R.Tame I was staying with my mate Jerry where we chewed the fat for two nights and got some much needed sleep.

Amazing how baron it looks in winter.

 The second day didn't go much better as I could not get a sniff, thankfully around 6pm that all changed as my quivertip registered a couple of sensitive taps before thumping round, the fight was pretty dour and suspected a Chub until it cruised into the net, it was my target species, just not of the desired size but given the struggles recently at least its a Barbel. 

7lb 2oz, not the biggest but it'll do.
 I gave it a solid 3 hours after that Barbel with nothing more than a tap, so I bought the rods in again and back off to Jerry's for curry and a beer. As I parked up having just been to the curry house I could hear a distinct sound of air gushing out of a tyre, I found the source of said puncture and just ignored it as there was nothing else I could do at 2230! The plan for the third day was to head up to the R.Ribble having decided the fishing just wasn't happening for me on the R.Tame. Before I could go anywhere it was a trip round on a flat tyre to the garage 0.5 mile away and they were very kind in relieving me of £127.50 so I could get back on the rod and flew up the M61 to gain some lost time.

 However the nightmare didn't end there! Storm Otto had bought some strong winds and very heavy rain across the Dales and this translated to a sharp rise on the Ribble and the rubbish coming down was ridiculous, I could not keep a bait out longer than 10mins with a 5oz lead on, constantly being swept away before the fish (if they were feeding) could find my bait, having made the journey up I persevered until 2000 but it was futile, it just was not going to happen for me! 

 With the sense of dejection well and truly set in I packed up for good and drove 283 miles home.....that was a dreadful fishing trip, the only good thing that came of it was to see Jerry in what has been a dreadful chapter in his life. 

A big boy river!

8 Years in the Making.

   So we find ourselves finally able to get back on the rivers and thank god for it too. I don't mind stillwaters and canals now and aga...