Feedback & Reports

Only 2 of the 3 fished today due to one of us getting a last minute invitation for a track day at Silverstone.

Fished the Lucky Stones from morning to early evening with a break in the middle for a nap.

River is hard going at the moment and despite leaving the price tag on his Korum feeder and using a bent paper clip as a hook, one of us managed a beautiful bronze Barbel and a few chub.

The other fella caught chub on rolling meat and the third member of this elite fishing crew drove a Jaguar D Type and a Bugati Veron. Very nice.

1 Barbel, 15 Chub

FIRST OF ALL IF YOU ARE AGED OR A LITTLE DODGY ON YOUR LEGS ME THE FIRST AND MY PAL THE SECOND DO NOT ATTEMPT TO TRY AND FISH THE WOODED AREA. SPENT A HOUR WALKING UP APTLY NAMED HEART BREAK HILL ONLY TO FIND THE PATH IN THE WOODS TOO DODGY TO WALK DOUBLY SO IF IT WOULD HAVE BEEN WET. SO AN HOUR WALKING BACK . DONT KNOW WHY THE DIRECTION SEND YOU THROUGH THE HOUSE GARDEN ,UP SOME STAIRS THEN VERY STEEP HILL WHEN THERE IS A PERFECTLY GOOD FOOT PATH OPPOSITE THE SEWAGE GATE BY PASSING ALL OF THOSE OBSTACLES? WE SETTLED IN THE FIRST EASY SWIM BY THE HUT CAUGHT 5 SMALL CHUB ALL DAY SAID WE WOULD PACK AT 6 ON THE DOT ROD PULLED ROUND AND A 9LB BARBEL SAVED THE DAY .

1 Barbel, 5 Chub

2 Chub

1 Barbel, 6 Chub

7 Barbel, 38 Chub

All barbel caught from the wooded area on feeder fishing tactics.

6 Barbel, 60 Chub

Chub caught in the morning very slow though the day all barbel caught in last 2 hours of light lucky stones being the spot.

4 Barbel, 17 Chub

River was very low and caught most fish on meat, barbel came along as it was getting dark

3 Barbel, 22 Chub

4 Barbel, 12 Chub

Back on my favourite beat and had another great day. Despite some rain, the river is still low but at least it’s cooled off a tad.

I started very early and as I was setting up on the Lucky Stones I was greeted by a stunning rainbow. It was the clearest I’ve ever seen and prompted an impromptu burst of Judy Garlands “Somewhere over the rainbow…” which, annoyingly, then led to an earworm that lasted pretty much all day. (Apologies if you’ve now got it).

Unfortunately, there was only a pot of chub at the end of my rainbow, amounting to 40 plus through the day in many different sizes, shapes and ugliness on various methods (rolling meat, feeder with meat / pellets). The chub monotony was broken in the morning by 1 beautiful bronze barbel, an eel and a gudgeon – a rare catch for me on the Wye and reminded me of many happy days of my childhood spent on the banks of the Black Country canals before they got filled with abandoned shopping trollies, Ford Anglias and dead bodies.

The middle part of the day was very quiet bite wise, so I took a break and enjoyed the entertainment provided by the armada of canoeists who had evidently been sent downstream with the brief on how not to drown but still be an ace buffoon at the same time. They were all very friendly and apologised for any disruption caused, none more so than the grannie and grandad with two grandkids who somehow managed to do a handbrake turn mid river and smash directly into the boulders on the opposite bank, causing all four occupants to violently jerk forwards as the boat hit the rocks. If it had a been a Mini Metro there’d be a whiplash claim.

Headed back around 8.30 before the bats came out to play.

Stunning beat, total tranquility and loads of fish – what more could you want?

1 Barbel, 40 Chub, 2 Other