Last Saturday with the conditions holding up well enough to sneak back out for Barbel I made the effort to go and that turned out to be a good decision, another long drive to Somerset was in order as I revisited the Bristol Avon and really try to make good of the successes of recent trips.
It was wet, squalid, muddy and quite frankly everything I love about fishing in the autumn, gusts of wind dislodging tonnes of leaves, all I needed was some action. This time around I changed it all up, I decided to move around, single rod on the pin and an isotope on the tip which was keenly watched all night from 6pm when I started all the way through to 6am before heading off home.
The clouds broke up around 8pm giving way to lovely dark skies filled with stars, the occasional shooting star and silhouettes of Tawny Owls darting between trees above, but it wasn't just the natural world providing a spectacle, the Barbel put on a show too! The first two hours were quiet but by 2030 things began to happen and my rod slammed around with what would turn out to be the first fish of the night, a nice porky 6lb 10oz fish which was a new best for the river.
I was really pleased with that fish, a big chunk of dynamite baits "source" meat on a hair fished with a lead just heavy enough to hold bottom which when leaves and other debris would cling to the line would gently dislodge the lead allowing the bait to creep across the bottom in an arc to settle finally beneath a fallen willow in a gravel channel, once that fish was released I just copied the same approach, bait went out in exactly the same position and an hour n half later off it went again!
It was turning out to be good night! Another 6+ came along, which was followed by 5+ and a small one of around 2lb!
Toward midnight I got another good bite and Barbel number 5 was on and felt a lot better than the others that I had previously done battle with and in the torch light it looked like it was a much better fish, could it be a double? It looked like it could be. I started to get a little nervous as it crept into the net because it looked like it was but my nervousness soon gave way to disappointment (to an extent), she settled on 9lb 6oz, a new best for the B.Avon, it lacked length but was really thick across the back and deep, just quite a short fish, but five Barbel off the B.Avon in a night! It was one hell of a night. Or so I thought, as I had the "9" resting up I recast and before I could put the rod down it went again with the centrepin screaming off with a fish that was in the 5lb bracket, crazy!
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| Best of six fish overnight. |
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| A 9+ & 5+ brace shot. |
