I'd almost given up hope when, at 19.40 hrs, the left hand rod rattled away and I found myself attached to a very spirited fish. As is usual, the netting was a bit of a saga, but resulted in my best fish of the whole campaign - 3 lbs 10 oz; I was on cloud nine! It was whilst I was attempting to get some selfies of this fish that the right hand rod was away and the second eel of the session became engulfed in the landing net. Just a tiddler, this time - a pound and a bit - but a brace in March, I was very happy to pack up and head for home - job done!
|I will get a decent photo of me with an eel - sometime?|
|Only a complete goon could find fault with this result - I'm still "buzzing"!|