In all honesty; not a lot! It was a cracking afternoon out there. For the first time, in a long while, I failed to see any owls but there was still loads of stuff to look at. As it got dark, so the wildfowl started to flight over the marshes - there was quite a lot of shooting going on, especially in the direction of that "flight pond" I will be visiting very shortly. I was completely at ease, within my little world, and surely a bite would occur soon? Time simply melted away and, before I knew it, the clock announced that I should be headed for home - a complete and utter blank, not a single bleep!
|A pairing made in angling heaven?|
I got some more bait into the swim, before I left, and have the opportunity to get back out there one evening during the week - we'll see.
|I'd like to think that Fred (Crouch) would approve of this particular use of his reel?|
|How much longer will I have to wait before I am able to realise my dream of a carp on that Mk IV?|