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 2 September 2016

September dawn

Off out again, at 02.30 hrs this morning, headed for another session on the new drain. I had both rods fishing on my chosen spots, munga introduced plus a few freebies, by 03.45 hrs. It was deathly still, but the stars were partially hidden by a thin veil of high cloud - no satellites or shooting stars today! The air temperature registered 14 C on the car display, but I'd put on a couple of extra layers in readiness for the dawn, when the mist rises over the marshlands and temperatures take a dive. It felt good, I'm sure fellow anglers know what I mean, and I was confident of some action. At 04.55 hrs I had a liner on the right hand rod, within five minutes the indicator smashed up to the butt and I was in. A fabulous scrap on my ancient relics, but the same outcome as I slid my prize over the rim of the landing net. I might not have the eloquence to describe the thrill of playing a fish on a split cane rod, but I do know it is impossible to beat the experience!

The basic statistics revealed a weight of 14 lbs 12 oz, my photos showing just how angry this fish was; dorsal fin erect and full of attitude. I carried on fishing until 07.00 hrs without further action, my camera getting an airing as I attempted to capture the magnificence of the dawn horizon prior to the regulation fish shots. A cracking morning - Bev reckons I'm getting the hang of this fishing lark!


  1. The colour of this fish spot on well done stick at it what a photo that thirty will make. stay lucky.

    1. Ron, all of these commons look like they've been carved from mahogany - they are absolutely stunning creatures. At the moment I'm happy to continue my quest for a thirty, enjoying any fish which comes my way. It's a magical place out there on the marshes. All the best and tight lines - Dyl

  2. Great to see you enjoying life and fishing again, and still a holiday to come! Surprised that you have enough water in those drains for the fish, here on Sheppey it's drought conditions and we're measuring water levels in inches.