It's a full vampire session as you can see from the photo and I'm into the same tight island site where I've kept the pre-bait going in every other day since my last attempt.
All the baits have wire trace as I'm hedging my bets a bit with the possibility of a good eel - the Mr Fish theory being that an industrial revolution mill pond could have a few very old rascals in residence. Not top of my list for a midnight hour grapple but with Kim Bassinger unlikely to be trawling fishing ponds at night, or any other place to be fair, I'll make do with a PB eel and don't want to be chewed off at the net.
It's a frustrating night with the sardine rods jangling away almost as soon as they go in with plucks, pulls and the odd clip out mini run which aborts before I can get to the rods. I think I'm in for a night of no sleep or fish when the action all stops at 9ish and apart from the leech rod being taken out of a loose clip at 1am, it's very quiet apart from the bogey man, or perhaps an animal, howling away in the field behind me. Blank No 11 in the bag.
- Is my set-up giving too much resistance?
- Is the wire putting whatever is on the baits from taking properly?
- Do cats mess with baits or just roar off?
- Why can't I win the lottery?
Cheers
Mr Fish
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