Trolled one edge and then crossed the main basin to head for where I saw a mid-twenty come out last week when I was on the bank. Didn’t have any luck, so started off on a circuit.
At which point I heard a screech as a 2.5lb’er took a Rapala Magnum CB9.
Well, that was fun and 20 minutes later, after a dropped run:
another Jack, of a pound, took the same lure. Note the size from my hand:
Well, I carried on up and got to the top of the broad, where it heads off into a river. Passing a boat with a couple of blokes in I enquired as to whether they had any luck – none. 5 minutes later (half an hour after my last fish) they watched me carried backwards downstream (by the wind) as I’d laid down my paddle. They could clearly see:
Yep, a 5lb’er that had really thumped away on the end after taking the same CB9 and leaving the reel screaming. Netted and released in a minute or so.
The next 45 minutes saw nothing but a dropped run that felt like another good fish. Passing through the area again (after chatting to another guy in another boat) Guess what? Yep, a screech and:
This was on the Rapala Magnum CB11, the redhead I’d caught on yesterday. Another angler was nearby and I asked him to take a snap:
I then kissed old Esox and, not having any sandwiches with me, nearly gave way to temptation:
Passing back over that spot, you’ll never guess what happened? Yep!
2.5lb of pike took off again, on the CB9, but I was ready and:
Then off he went.
So, it was time to head home. Of course, you have to leave the lures out in case of this happening on the CB13!!!:
6 pike in 2.5 hours – that is my best days piking, and was brilliant!
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