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Cameron Harris Coarse Lure River

Big Chub CANNOT Resist This Lure!

This was the last day of my two days off and I decided to pop back down to the new mark id found on my river where the sea trout was. I wasn’t expecting another trout but in the back of my mind, I was hoping violently hoping for it to happen. id armed myself with the Salmo minnow 5cm again in “minnow” pattern to match the baitfish and I was super impressed with it on the day before and again it absolutely crushed everything that came in its way.

10 mins in and on the same corner that I had pinned the sea trout the day before another gleaming bar of sliver crushed the minnow putting up a super hard scrap and diving into weeds to try and get off the hook, ill be honest it did scare me a few times! Eventually, I just about managed to get her into the net and it was a lovely soldier of an adult chub maybe 4lb in weight brilliant!

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The rest of the fishing was quiet even some of the shoals had moved on I swiftly got to the “chub corner” section of the river where I surprisingly couldn’t hook Into anything no one was home! As I continued down the river and reached the shallow and fast water my mind instantly thought of trout so I retrieved the lure quickly so it was smashing its way along the bottom and I managed to pick up another trout! I learnt from yesterday where I hooked into about 5 brown trout and lost them all was that the rod tip had to be kept low to avoid the trout coming to the surface and shaking the hook.

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I had been getting quite wound up for the rest of the day after getting into a few snags and close calls so I packed up and decided to call it a day.

unfortunately, the footage corrupted and I lost all of my video files so I cant make a youtube video but be sure to check out my channel anyway there are some good things coming soon.

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Bailey Payne Lure River

Ultralight Dropshot fishing for Perch – River Chelmer

This session was a full on busy Perch session down the river chelmer, so far our luck had been great and we have really had some great sessions. With Rose catching loads of fish as well!

Our setup is simple, a normal drop-shot rig, with a 5g weight, we use mainly worms, however sometimes can be brave enough to stick a lure on!

The session started quickly, with Rose getting a few quick wasps! Which kept her quite entertained.

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Perch silhouette

Frustrating that in the short time Rose has been fishing, she is already out fishing me now!

However, it wasn’t long before I managed to get a few when we got down to the next bridge, and a much better stamp of fish.

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Of course though, Rose still managed a few lovely chunky little Perch here too!

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We headed back to the first bridge and managed a few more nice Perch, and at the bridge further up.

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Overall, a good morning session, and it’s always nice when you run out of worms!

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Guest Lure Sea

South shields

Setting off at 8 a.m with a friend, heading towards some rockpools that we’d never fished before. Expecting nothing but hoping for everything, or at least a new species. It turned out to be harder than we thought it would be, more frustrating than we thought it would be, warmer than it was meant to be but still very enjoyable.


We had to really work for our fish in these rockpools. Slipping and stumbling over the seaweed and rocks, I dropped my lure in every little bit of water I came across. It was tough going so we split up to try and find some occupied pools. Eventually, after about 45 minutes of searching I found a small pool that was deeper than the rest, dropping a lure in I immediately had a take.

A very welcome common blenny or shanny. Just as we were about to leave the rock pools, I found a big stone that created a ledge: it looked very “fishy”. These small fish are very fast and another common blenny shocked me by taking my lure as quick as a flash, back into his little shelter. It was safely put back after a quick photograph.


Our next location was about a 10 minute drive and as equally frustrating. We decided to fish the river Tyne for the first time, we were quickly getting small bites on our dropshoted gulp/isome but hooking up seemed difficult. We soon realised why when I pull up a small but cool looking codling, the fish were tiny. After a few more fish, Andrew changed to a smaller hook and pulled out one of smallest Long spined sea scorpions we’ve ever seen. I changed to carolina rig to try and tempt a flatfish but had no luck. We moved on.


South sheilds pier is a mile long and our next spot. The last time we fished this pier we caught one fish between us so anything over that and we’d be happy. We got the car parked and headed off, stopping before the gate to try for a mackerel. Half way up the pier it became apparent that we would be catching plenty of coalies today. Infact that’s all we caught for the next hour. Different techniques caught different sized coalies, small metals and isome doing the job.

We had to head home, walking off the pier I was itching to throw my metal out again as I’d seen a few mackerel brought in. We stopped at the same spot we fished when walking onto to the pier to have a try. First chucking and I was into a fish, I instantly knew it was a mackerel. Tightening my drag, I could enjoy the fight. Hoping that it wouldn’t come off I lifted up the side of the pier, thankfully it was hooked by an assist hook that a good friend made, it had no chance of coming off. 

Thank you

Kevin.

Kev_goes_fishin. Hartlepool lure & LRF

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Cameron Harris Lure River

Chub Fishing With Crazy Surprise Catch!

Today I somehow managed to get up at 6:00 to get down to the river to get the early morning bight, but today proved that whether it’s at 6:00 or 9:55 in the morning the bite is hot! I got down to the swim and got my waders on I jumped in and started walking downstream I got no response from any fish until I got to the first corner of the river which was where my first ever brown decided to smack the Salmo minnow 5cm. The water at this spot was absolutely steaming and was covered in weeds which made a difference from the rock and gravel all over the river. it was an epic fight with the trout jumping and splashing all over the place. was an awesome fight unfortunately I didn’t do my research and kept the rod tip high which brought the fish up and he got off.

I tried to keep walking down but got threatened by a swan that hissed at me! I didn’t even know they hissed! so I swiftly ran in the other direction. As I got round to the next side of the launch swim I managed to almost fall in I had to stick to the margins as the middle was soo much deeper. The first cast around the next bend I had a screaming smack down bite and was hooked into something big! which almost ripped the rod out of my hands! at first, I thought it was a chub due to the silver flashing of the fishes flank, I then saw the hump it had on its back then I got very excited thinking it was a salmon as there has only been 2 salmon caught in the river officially. after it tried burying itself into the weed and scared me by making me think I’ve dropped it suddenly emerged to the surface docile as ever, wow this was a big fish as well as being a sea trout which only run for a week and the river covers more than 15miles I felt blessed to hook into this fish. she barely fit into the net so I knew she was bigger than 40cm, unfortunately, I don’t weigh or measure my fish anymore so I can’t give an exact weight. After getting some good shots and releasing her she gave me one last splash and swam off the depths.

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Check out those blue spots!

I continued to push down towards to wier pool at the end of the stretch, I swiftly came across a corner of the river i like to call chub corner for its huge shoal of chub that never seem to move! I had a few casts around here with not much interest which was surprising considering these fish had most likely never been fished for in the past, I hooked one at the bottom of a weak waterfall trickling down the side of the riverbank, guess they must have been attracted to the extra oxygenated water. It was only a little juvenile but was still fooled by the Salmo minnow, smashing the bait and inhaling it before swiftly spiting the hook just after I got it in the net! This fish was super lively and would not chill out and behave like the larger adult chub usually do. I tried to get a photo after setting up the tripod but failed miserably as it jumped out of my hands.

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As I got closer to the wier the water got shallow and very fast I immediately thought “trout”. And how correct I was! unfortunately, because I was uneducated with trout I kept the rod tip high and lost them all.

I pushed past the wier and carried on walking up the river I eventually reached another little stream where I picked up an even smaller chub which I didn’t get a photo of. The only action I had after this was a brown trout with half of its back out of the water chasing the lure down hard and fast! hope you guys enjoy I haven’t made the video yet but when I have I will tag it below.

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Guest Lure Sea

Brixham and Plymouth LRF

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During my long and awful 10hr drive home from Brixham to Hartlepool, I had time to think about the fishing I had done and the people I had met. While my family slept and gazed out of the windows at mostly stationary traffic, my mind wandered to the week we’d just had, specifically the fishing.

Arriving on Friday I was keen to get out and see what I could catch, searching for spots that a local angler had giving me. I was excited to wet a line. The first spot I fished was underneath a small pier, on slippy, seaweed covered rocks. Using a 1.5g jighead and a small length of pink isome. I was straight into what I thought was a lot of small pouting, these turned out to be poor cod, a new species for me.

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My first poor cod.

The second day I was up early to fish another mark and started to find more species. Corkwing wrasse were everywhere, aswell as small pollock and more poor cod. My 4th species that morning was another new one for me: a rock goby. Easily identified by the yellow/orange tip on the first dorsal fin. All of these fish were caught using a small length of Berkeley gulp, camo in colour, fished on a dropshot rig and a size 12 hook.

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Corker of a corkwing wrasse.
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Rock goby

I didn’t want to miss the opportunity to fish Plymouth after all the great fish I’ve seen caught from there. So, when we went to visit the National marine aquarium there I took my rod and managed about an hour fishing on a small pier on some steps. I was fishing in 2ft of water so I wasn’t hopeful of getting anything but after a few casts, some definite interest and some positive follows I was into an unfamiliar fish. A common dragonet, another first for me and definitely my favourite of the trip.

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A common dragonet.

After a couple of days without any fishing, enjoying family time, some nice drinks and amazing food, I met up with Brixham regulars Richard Salter and Jon owens. Charlie lerfer also made the long journey to join us for the day. We fished Brixham breakwater, starting at the base and ending up near the end. We caught a lot of fish between us and a total of 10 different species. I arrived before anyone else and before any of the guys turned up I had already had a goldsinny wrasse, corkwing wrasse, rock goby and a small pollock. Jon turned up next and pointed me in the direction the black gobys, I caught one straight away. Richard and Charlie turned up soon after this and we fished the same spot for a couple of hours.

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Corkwing wrasse.

We moved on to the end of the pier, I switched to a Carolina rig. I started to catch a few Ballan wrasse, all on a small length of pink isome.

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Me, standing over my first and biggest Ballan of the day.

Unfortunately, Charlie had to leave us to head home. Jon, Rich and myself fished on for few more hour. Once the quiet patch had passed, the tide started to turn and rise, we were back in to fish. Each of us catching wrasse, pouting and small pollock. Rich had caught a couple of tompot blennys, a species which I’ve never caught yet. I changed back to a drop shot rig to target one, Rich caught another and I had no luck. Definitely my bogey species. I finished the day with 8 species: Ballan wrasse, corkwing wrasse, goldsinny wrasse, pouting, pollock, poor cod, black goby and rock goby.

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Black goby.

We had a 20 minute spell searching for mackerel until we called it a day. The Devon heat had gotten to all of us. It was great to meet up with these guys, I learnt a lot. Including how to rig and use a “stinger rig”.

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The “stinger rig”. Pretty simple really. A cheb weight, this one is 3.5g. A size 12 long shank hook or similar and a tango hook. Designed for and used to catch the smaller fish the nibble the end of a lure/ isomer type worm.

Going back to the 10hr drive home, I remember saying to my wife Sam “never again, its not worth it”. I regret saying this because it is worth it, every second of travel. If you like LRF wether you’re a beginner or an experienced LRF angler, give Brixham a visit, you won’t be dissapointed.

Thanks

Kevin Benton

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Cameron Harris Lure River

Chub Chasing

So on this day, I took the heavier gear and some jerk baits around 10cm and smaller. I went to the clear part of the river it sits at about 2ft with deep holes of about 4ft chub central. I found a lot of shoals but being a bright day it’s difficult fishing and managed to get a lot of followers however no takes.

I stopped sight casting thinking that the fish were not gonna be in the shallows, one blind cast resulted in a fish within the first twitch of the lure. The fish was fighting like a chub but when it showed up it was a pike of maybe 3-4lb I landed it in my 30cm trout net which was a comedy show in itself. but finally got the tripod set up and a nice fish

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After spending more time with it going extra quiet I decided to move to deeper darker more weeder sections of the river I found a particular bridge I had been looking for for a while I knew it was covered in perch so I just wanted to find a couple of perch to save a blank. I ended up with one first cast which came out as a nice fish.

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Bailey Payne Lure River

Dropshot for Perch on the Chelmer: A Ruffe End!

Today’s blog is a bit of a wet session back down the River Chelmer, targeting Perch using the Dropshot technique. This time I had my dad with me again as he fancied a taste for some Perch. It really is great fun this type of fishing, a light rod (Fish Rig 180) and some worms!

We walked the usual bridges I like to fish, giving a range of chances of catching a lot of wasp size Perch, some chunkier ones, and if we are lucky maybe a Perch of the 1lb mark. Nothing huge, but great fun!

It wasn’t long until the first bridge provided a bite, while slowly working the worm back. It a felt a good size fish, however it came off at the net! Agonising way to start the day!

I preserved on, and it wasn’t long before I had another Perch!

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The day continued catching perch of this size, and smaller wasps pretty much constantly, a lot of action and great fun!

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These bridges become such holding grounds for Perch, with slight undercuts in them, where some chunky perch reside!

The best Perch of the day came at the furthest away bridge, so about halfway through our session, as we fished the bridges again on the way back!

It smashed the worm and put a fantastic bend in the rod, and put up a great fight, It was swiftly in the net though! And what a great fish it was, not the biggest Perch, but a lovely fish!

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Sadly we never had a Perch as big as this again this day, this bridge always seems to hold the slightly bigger Perch of this size, I feel like I have caught this same fish a few times now!

On the walk back we continued to catch more wasps and small yet chunky Perch. And on the last bridge before the car, we had a few worms left so decided just to try and use them, although this did become quite hard work, after a few perch they soon wise up!

However, I had a hit and struck, to what I initially though was nothing…yet it turned out to be something very special…

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A Ruffe!!!

This is the first ruffe I have ever caught, and there can’t be too many left in Essex or the River Chelmer, I was chuffed and it was a great way to end the day!

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Cameron Harris Lure

Trout Fishing In Town Centres!

So a while back I went fishing with a mate in a local town with a river that has prominent trout running through it. I was still pretty new to the ultralight fishing scene so was using a 4000 size sea fishing reel on a 1-7g UL rod don’t know what I was thinking! We had been going all day visiting different bits of the river with lots of trout showing we were struggling to hook up! The river, sorry chalk stream is a shallow 2ft stream with lots of weeds and unfortunately due to the places location lots of litter and shopping trolleys.

We had spent the morning getting lots and lots of bother from the residents who insisted we weren’t allowed to fish there despite us talking to the EA and therm giving us the all-clear. We were threatened with having the police called on us but it didn’t worry us because we knew we were in the right. By the end of the day, we must have had 10 encounters of people coming and giving us bother despite us being quiet and doing something we enjoyed.

At the first spot after what must have been 20 minutes of searching and casting I got a follow from two fish, I had already cast over this point a couple of times so I assumed they must only have been wanting the spoon because there was competition for food with the second trout showing up. We decided to move on because of all of the bother we were receiving.

After we moved closer to the town centre first cast my bud had a small brown trout after him telling me “fish, fish, fish” I didn’t really believe him but when I walked over there he actually did have a brown trout on the bank.

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If you’d like to see the mind blowing encounters we had with these people then watch it here!

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Bob Dellar Coarse Lure River

Avoiding The Football


I’m afraid I’m a tad indifferent when it comes to football. I only ever take a mild interest if Spurs, the team favoured through family tradition, or the national side start to perform well and show signs of actually winning something significant. Such was the case with England’s recent Euros performance but I have to admit as the final drew close I had a desire to escape the build up and hype as the doubts, anxiety and inevitability of failure came to the fore. So I decided to go fishing, and although failure is often inevitable with this pursuit also, at least I’d be outside enjoying the natural world.

The local river Stour in Sudbury was my chosen venue, and on arrival it became apparent that large swathes of the river were unfishable, either because of overgrown swims or copious weed growth. I should have known really. This year, probably due to the wet, warm summer, grasses, nettles, bankside reeds and all manner of vegetation has grown with wild abandon, completely transforming spacious, comfortable pegs into impassable jungles that would make even Indiana Jones hang up his machete. Nonetheless, there were enough accessible swims to make a cast or two worthwhile, so I thought I’d have a go with the lure rod as I love the roving nature of this type of fishing and the opportunity it affords to reconnoiter stretches of the river I’ve yet to explore. Also, I’d recently seen a photo of a 3lb perch caught from the Stour in Sudbury which had whetted my appetite, as had a dead perch of well over 2lb I’d discovered on a canoe trip last summer. But I’d have to contend with the pike, which the river is famous for.

My dog Indy was my fishing buddy for the day and true to form he did his usual impression of a rhino and bulldozed his way through the undergrowth totally oblivious to the stingers and brambles that were tearing holes in me and constantly snaring my landing net. 

I had a few casts to no avail, constantly thwarted by the weed and cabbages, so I changed from a jig to a Cheb rig, with a view to fish a creature bait using the “weedless” approach where you hook the bait in such a way as to conceal the hook to reduce snagging up. As I was rearranging my tackle (?!) I noticed that Indy had disappeared. 

I needn’t have worried. Tucked around the corner in the next swim were a couple of Polish anglers who had taken a shine to the dog and were feeding him bits of their lunch. 

“Nice dog”, the older one said as I walked up to them. “He’s always nice to people that feed him” I said. “Nice dog”, he repeated, nodding his head.

They were both smoking fags that smelled mighty pungent, not ghanja, more likely cheapies brought over from Poland made from weightlifters jockstraps sprinkled with festering grass cuttings or something. I bade them farewell and left before my nose fell off. After a few more fruitless casts, I found myself at a familiar spot, an old railway bridge  spanning the river, with arches casting deep shade and wide brick pillars descending into the depths; perfect ambush points for perch and pike. In addition, below a straggly willow is a back eddy above a very deep hole that on a winter’s evening the previous year delivered a nice brace of sizeable chub and a perch of half a pound or so, all on legered lobworm. I’m sure I’d have caught more had I not been scared half to death by the dog, who suddenly started growling low and deep and staring fixedly into the blackness beneath the bridge. It was all far too “Blair Witch” for my liking so I buggered off sharpish, dragging the dog with me who carried on growling all the way back to the car!

This time, however, it was broad daylight and the sun was out, perfectly illuminating the space beneath the bridge along with all the beer cans, plastic bottles, fag packets and general detritus common to river banks nowadays; bloody horrible but not a knife wielding maniac.

Annoyingly, the bridge swims produced nothing so I flicked the creature bait into the hole beneath the willow and was rewarded with the smallest pike I’ve ever seen, a micropredator not much bigger than the lure. And that was it, not a sniff for the next twenty minutes so a move was in order.

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The micro pike from the deep hole

I headed for a stretch of the river that’s maybe three or four foot deeper than the general course where apparently dredging work was carried out in the sixties. I figured they’d be less weed in deeper water. First cast proved that theory was flawed when I reeled in a big chunk of lily rhizome but it was definitely less snaggy than the shallower area where I’d started, and there was also more fish action as I caught two jacks of about 4lb in quick succession, one of whom nearly tore the rod out of my hand with a thwack of a take. I was beginning to enjoy myself, and light levels were dropping as the evening rolled in so I begun to work the deep margin cover for perch.

But then what can only be described as rowing rush-hour began. One man sculls, two man sculls, four man sculls, they all kept coming in what seemed an endless regatta of men and woman in boats; puffing, blowing, shouting, splashing, laughing, swearing and even some waving at me and the dog. It was practically impossible to fish. During a brief lull in the paddling I chanced a quick cast and, unbelievably, hooked another jack! I just managed to land it before it was keelhauled by a single rower totally oblivious to me and the tussle going on beneath his boat. As I unhooked it, a passing two man scull shouted “show us the fish mate!”, which of course I did. And that was that, the boat traffic seemed to fade away and with it my enthusiasm to fish on. So my football avoidance session hadn’t exactly been Premier League but I had some sport from those lively jacks and had spent a couple of hours walking a river that was a pleasure to behold, watching ethereal dragonflies skim and dart and kingfishers hunt for fry from riverside perches. Which was, of course, way, way better than watching football.

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None the worse for wear despite the keelhauling!
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Cameron Harris Lure River

Perch ADORE This Lure!

For a while, now id had owned some NST green machine baby craws when I was learning about perch lure fishing after seeing a 4lb wild perch come up on them! now I have learnt more about finesse methods now and I can really put them through their paces.

On the first impression, I was super impressed the material felt very expensive strong but stretchy, they rigged super well onto a weedless hook. I cheb weighted these floating lures on a super slow retrieve twitching it across the bottom.

I lost a lot of these but that’s fishing they are defo worth throwing! upon the first cast, I caught a nice perch from the margins but unfortunately lost it playing with the go pro Grrr!

Then moved over to my honey hole very snaggy but worth every risk for the amount of perch. and in seconds the ninjas drag screaming with a nice fish on the end. awesome!

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After this, it was getting late and the cheb wasn’t coping with the silly amounts of weed. I finally found another bridge where the weed stopped. the first cast I had a follow from a small chub and second cast I banged another very pretty perch.

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On another day this perch came up when i was looking for new marks, this perch shot out of the margin when i casted into a shoal of chub.

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If you are interested here is the video you can see how it did!