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Frustrating Isn’t it?

Frustrating isn’t it, when you are denied your one pleasure in life, when, in your mind, you have been perfecting a new technique or method and you are dying to try it out, when your tackle is starting to look forlorn and underused and you start to wonder if you may ever use it again?

 I’ve been feeling like this for the last few weeks now and I mentioned this to my beloved Sheena who immediately changed the subject and suggested that I go fishing instead to clear (clean?) my mind, so I did.

Just before lockdown I paid a visit to the River Ter in Essex as part of my quest to fish lots of the forgotten small rivers and streams that Essex has to offer. You can read my blog on this subject here.. https://essexanglers.co.uk/my-secret-stream/

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The pretty little River was carrying a bit of extra water and was well coloured, despite that my fishing partner for the day James and we covered about half a mile of water and we both managed to winkle out some tiny Brown Trout.

Ter Trout

Now whilst these are not going to impress anyone with their size they make up for it with their enthusiasm, (Sheena has just said she’s going to start calling me her little Trout!) Anyway they put up a spirited little fight on my little 9ft Drennan Acolyte Ultra rod and despite it being a bitter cold day it was a very enjoyable one.

Now, as you know, with this latest lockdown malarkey we are restricted to staying local which is not too bad for me as the Suffolk Stour is but a few miles down the road and I therefore that’s where I headed.

First up was the Mill Pool at Dedham.

Dedham

Dedham Mill has featured before in my blogs and I will say again what a stunningly beautiful place it is. Although I am yet to encounter any of its larger inhabitants I’m quite confident that it’s just a question of time as I’m sure it holds some great fish. In fact a bit of research throws up talk of big Bream to 8lb+ and other large specimens of other species too, so I shall persevere.

I am finding that most times I visit the river is carrying extra water and is quite challenging. All my recent trips were no different and bites were few and far between. Roach on bread flake and small Chub up to 1lb or so on worm with little interest on my killer paste.

An interesting note is that I usually like to fish into dark 12-6pm ish and when fishing the end of the pool where it shallows and narrows both times I have had a run of bites and fish between 4-4.30pm just as the light is going, and then nothing. There is obviously a shoal of chub leaving the pool or heading into the pool for the night. Further investigation is required.

Also, I was sat at Dedham thinking that I was somewhat crazy fishing in such raging conditions when, in the swim to my left, I noticed two old women adorned in bright swimming gear enter the water and proceed to swim franticly upstream and into my swim, luckily the flow was such that they never quite made it as every time they stopped for a rest the flow took them back to where they had started from. You can just make them out in this picture, I was fishing off the end of the bush!

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I managed one further trip due to the river levels and the cold, which was to another local stretch of the Stour at Langham.

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I was fully intending spending an afternoon on Cheese paste but when I got there the river looked perfect for running a stick float through. The float rod was already set up in my rod bag and soon I was blissfully trotting away. I have to say that for me nothing comes close to trotting a stick float, and after an hour or so I could feel all my worries and woes drifting away as I slowly got into a rhythm, feed 6 maggots, gentle Wallis cast, 6 more maggots, trot a while mend the line and trot further… and repeat.

My state of meditation was, however, rudely interrupted when right at the tail of the swim, 30 yards downstream the float vanished and I struck into the bottom which was solid, 2 seconds later the bottom gave a couple of shakes of its head, turned and shot off downstream. I love it when Chub do that, The next 10 minutes were spent with the Speedia Centerpin going forwards then backwards as I slowly worked the fish upstream in the flow, all the time being fully aware the I was only connected via a size 16 hook. Once netted and pictured the fat lad was returned and I was soon back trotting.

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The daylight ebbed and I spent the last two hours ledgering Cheese paste and worm with no interest at all.

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As I write this I note that the levels are dropping so I shall be back out Chub hunting in the next day or two with hopefully something nice to report next week.

Tight lines Y’all and stay safe.