How great it’s been to sit by a river in this glorious heat to while away an evening or two! After such a cold, long, snowy winter I’m not really surprised that the extremes of weather have gone full circle and now some of the reservoirs are dangerously empty! Normally with such dry and bright conditions the fishing is difficult but I’ve either been doing something really right (granted, I have changed a lot of my setup) or I’ve been extremely lucky (or more probably a bit of both) in my first couple of sessions of the season.
I fished last Tuesday & Wednesday evenings on the River Dove for my first sessions of the new season and unusually, I managed to hit the ground running! The first evening I only had a couple of hours fishing because I was so disorganised, I didn’t cast a line until half past 9! The very first cast I had some tip rattles on my upstream rod which seemed like a bite given by a chub mouthing the bait. After the bite continuing for a good few seconds I struck but failed to connect. Next cast, a similar but more forceful bite resulted in a bizarre scrap on the surface, which I struggled to win. The fish turned out to be a PB 2lb 12oz rainbow trout! Not what I was expecting, but my season was officially underway and a blank was thankfully off the cards…
Officially my first fish of the 2010/11 coarse season – a surprise Rainbow Trout!
With my next three casts I hooked & lost a barbel (hook pull), landed a chub, then lost another barbel (another hook-pull!). I thought that was it, my chances of a barbel were done for the evening, when a last-gasp screaming run turned out to be a really special fish for me; after 7 years fishing the Dove, I landed my first “double”, at 10lb 5oz!
The pinnacle of 7 Summers on the Dove
The next evening I fished the same stretch, but arrived around 19.45 so I fed the swim for an hour by removing my hooklengths and casting & re-casting my swimfeeders. An hour and a half passed with not even a twitch on the rod tip. After my instant success the previous night, I thought I must have over-done the baiting and was starting to accept that the session would be more of an experience-builder rather than a fish-catcher, but I still held some hope of a bite from the swim I was fishing. At almost dead-on 11 o’clock my only bite of the session came. What a battle it was too! Four times I thought I had the fish beaten, but each time it came anywhere near the net, it swung out into the white water down the middle of the river and bolted back downstream. At least six or seven minutes passed and when I finally saw the long white belly flop over the net rim, I knew I’d landed another big fish. The scales proved me right; I’d not only beaten the previous evening, I beat my Personal Best too! This specimen weighed 10lb 10oz, was completely spawned-out and had a humungous mouth!
The Dove snatches my PB back from the Trent!
I’m saving the full story for the Angling Star, but this is a brief description of how things unfolded. I’m now setting myself a target of a double from my 3 nearest rivers in the same season. Given that my barbel fishing is limited to after-work evening sessions in the summer, I think this would be a huge acheivement. Just the Trent and Derwent to go…
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