Who am I?

An individual, of no great importance, who is unable to see the natural world as a place for competition. I catch fish, watch birds, derive immense pleasure from simply looking at butterflies, moths, bumble-bees, etc - without the need for rules! I am Dylan and this is my blog - if my opinions offend? Don't bother logging on again - simple!


Friday 27 May 2016

Limax maximus and a double take!

Another stupid o'clock start, as I continue my split cane quest. I'd seen three foxes before I got out of Ramsgate, and a fourth ran towards me as I walked to my chosen swim, down on the RMC. Both rods out before 04.30 hrs - solid bags ensuring that the rigs were properly presented on the far marginal shelf. The dawn chorus wasn't up to much - a Blackcap and a Cetti's Warbler being the only notable contributors. As I sat back, awaiting events, I became aware of a Leopard Slug in the foliage beside me. I made the effort to place it on the lid of my bait bucket and get a photo - the first time I've ever pointed a camera in the direction of such a creature (that guy in Alice Springs would surely approve? - it's another story!)

I must be loosing the plot? It's a bloody Leopard Slug (Limax maximus)
Benno turned up, just in time to see both rods register bites; a tench on one and a bream on the other, what joy! The tench was a nice fish, weighing 4 lbs 5 oz and the best one from the venue thus far. The less said about the bream, the better. I would have stayed for another hour if it were not for the activities of a twat in a canoe - paddling straight through my swim.

Wilstone it ain't - a lovely little tench from the RMC


  1. Now, now Dyl, the "twat" in the canoe had probably thought that he'd get out nice and early before before arrived to catch fish and throw them back. Same old story these days, two different activities trying to use the same piece of countryside.

    1. Derek, it wasn't a problem that another guy wished to share the same stretch of water, as it isn't an issue with the vast majority of ramblers and dog-walkers who frequent the tow path. The general and accepted method of a canoeist passing through a swim is to lift the paddles and glide through before resuming the activity - sadly, this morning saw an individual with total disregard for this practice and he came smashing through my swim as clumsily as if he'd taken to throwing in bricks! Hence my use of that description! Hoping all is well on Sheppey? - Dyl

  2. Sheppey is very well Dyl., or at least the parts that they haven't built huge housing estates on, are. I stand corrected then re. the canoeist, you were correct in your assessment of him as he was clearly ignoring the normal protocals.