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Dowly day

Only one trip to the canal this week, and a pretty uncomfortable one at that. There was an awkward wind clawing at my neck, irritated because I had turned my back to it. Real July weather right there, calling for thick jumper, fleece and long johns. Aah, the good old English summer.

I moved pegs again, keen to try and find a roach or a tench, but I stuck with the quivertip, keen to make progress with this approach. Needless to say, it worked straight from the off although the fish were a size smaller here, mostly coming out in the one to two pound bracket.

Sport died a death early perhaps because of some early boat traffic although I did catch after they had gone through. With more time today, I fished on until 9 am, but had to scale down to small pieces of flake on a 16 hook to catch again. When I did, they turned out to be smaller fish, as you might expect, in the eight to twelve ounce bracket.

 

 

Last week, in the early half-light of dawn, I saw a fox climb the tree directly across the water from me to raid a woodpigeon’s nest but there were no tree climbing foxes today, just the kingfisher out and about, its thin fluting whistle heralding each flyby and adding a strident note among the fluid melodies of an early morning thrush. Results may have been comparatively run of the mill, but dawn on the canal is always a beautiful experience, whatever the weather.