It feels so nice being back on the bank, amongst the wildlife and the fresh air., but most importantly, I'm fishing!
My first adventure started only yesterday, roving the bank, looking for likely spots to bounce a bait in. The heat and the bright sun diverted me to hit those shadowy areas. The rod tip however remained motionless.
This morning I decided to venture out again. The weather looked better, being slightly overcast, but still extremely mild, I headed out wearing a T-shirt and hoodie. The Gt Ouse was hardly moving, so It was going to be tricky during the daylight hours to hit into a good chub. I was determined to have some sport, so I walked and walked some more, before I found a narrow gravel run that interested me. It was only a few feet deep, yet flowing well. The only problem was the terrible steep bank, but it was swim I had to try my luck in.
Without making too much noise, I managed to position myself into a safe environment and dropped a bait on the nearside edge. Some time later there was a slow pull on the rod tip and a feral fish was giving it some wellie, finally a good chub put me to the test.
I thoroughly enjoyed my first tussle of the season with a nice fish. Hopefully a few more will hit the net this season.
