Well that’s it then. Another year over and what a strange year of stats it has been –
A disgraceful 10x fishing trips
3x of them overnighters
A pathetic 9x blog posts
4x (carp) blank sessions
42x carp in total (over the 6x successful trips)
& 1x new pb !
Happy New Year to you all.
Thanks for reading, and thanks for sharing your own individual adventures.
I wish you all the best of luck for 2019
20/10/18 – Kirton Hall Lake
This session was almost a month ago now but it certainly deserves a post. Unfortunately, work commitments have ruined weekend plans and the opportunity to get bankside again seems a long way off currently, which is incredibly frustrating because the weather is unseasonaly tempting.
The session in question was no different and I’ll go so far as to say it was possibly the most beautiful session at Kirton i have ever had the joy of experiencing. The autumn colours were simply breathtaking and the sky was a fantastic blue. An incredible feast for the soul.
I started with both rods on the deck, but went to work immediately trying to get the fish feeding off the top, which as it turned out, was the way to go, as nothing was doing down below and the pressure was up at around the 1030mb mark (which i wasn’t aware of till a passing angler pointed it out)
As you can see, the surface tactics certainly paid off, with all fish ranging between 9 and 14 pounds. A mixture of beautiful Kirton mirrors and commons, all with plenty of fight.
And so on to the Beasts.
For me Kirton really is about the whole immersive being one with nature experience, and more often than not, alongside the plethora of feathered friends, bugs and insects, as with most other fisheries, the flora and fauna will include a rat or two.
They say that you’re never more than 10 feet away from a rat. Recently at Kirton, I would say you’re never more than a foot away from ten rats. Ten friendly rats.
For me, it’s all nature, even if populations have been slightly skewed by the intervention of man, and I was entertained by their swimming and foraging all day. Then, mid afternoon, the Loch Ness monster arrived.
I have never seen one in the wild before so it was a precious experience. An experience slightly tainted with the obvious concern for the immediate impact on the fishery, twinned with the concern for the creature itself, and its impending ‘control’.
The less I think about that, the better I’m afraid.
Till next time.
Kirton hall lake – 13/2/16
Dreams and skeins …
Not again! – must’ve pult a bit too hard”
My hide for the day
Peg 10 . I felt confident I was going to get some reward today but unfortunately 3 runs turned into mysterious snags (where I wouldn’t have expected any obstacles) and resulted in nothing but disappointment.
But in these idyllic surroundings the disappointment is short lived and turns to wonder and an enormous sense of wellbeing, as I witness a positive plethora of our feathered friends. More than I can ever remember:
2x skeins of geese,
the usual gulls, pigeons, ducks, crows and the large hawk which I can’t identify (sparrow hawk or buzzard is my guess)
moorhens, coots, blue tit, great tit, long-tailed tit, wren, robin,
green woodpecker, pheasant, heron, kestrel, & rogue cormorant!
Bill Oddie would have been off his tits.