Post by rushy on Jul 10, 2015 12:40:47 GMT
Me and Andy Mortia decided to have an evenings roving session and toddled off in search of a few Barbel.
A lovely evening, a nice Barbel for Andy and a couple of Chub for me. We decided to move back up towards the cars for the last hour and true to form I couldn't resist squeezing into a tight , balsam and nettle lined swim for my last couple of casts.
I managed to get myself semi comfortable , got the rod rest in and the rod butt sat next to my right thigh Perfectly placed so each time I reached down I got stung by nettles I'm going to make a point of fishing nice open swims in future
I had been in half an hour with half an hour left.
"Mmmm time for a last cast change of bait " thinks me " I'll give the meat rod a go "
I turned round to reach back and try and extricate my meat rod from all the nettles and balsam when I felt a whack on my right thigh and turned round to see the butt of my rod heading riverwards
I dropped the other rod and went to grab the butt , but it was too late. Into the drink it went and started heading off downstream.
I stood there for what seemed like ages , mouth wide open , before I realised my gear was being towed away by some unknown beast potentially never to be seen again.
The subconscious mathematician then kicked in .............. ROD £90 REEL £50 LINE £8.99 SNAP LINK SWIVEL 25P LEAD £1.75 BRAID 56P HOOK 38P - TOTAL £151.93
There was only one thing for it ........ JERONIMOOOOOO
SPLOOSH
And then there I was , up to my belly button in the drink , water dripping down my face but most importantly I had the end of the rod butt just in my hand and the culprit was still trying desperatlely to take my gear into the North Sea.
At that moment I could feel a vibration in my pocket and I'm sure I could hear my "Saturday Night at the Movies " ringtone emanating from some bubbles around my trouser pocket
I didn't manage to answer it as I was busy landing the rod wrenching reprobate
After all that .....................
A bloody Chub Mind you , it was a good 5 pounder !
I clambered out from the peg, boots squelching , vowing never to fish any peg ever again that you cant park your car behind and set up a sunlounger , parasol and barbeque
All I need to do now , is try and sort my phone out.
Does anyone know what this icon means which comes on everytime I switch my phone on
Tight lines and don't forget ........................... ALWAYS HOLD YA ROD !!!
A lovely evening, a nice Barbel for Andy and a couple of Chub for me. We decided to move back up towards the cars for the last hour and true to form I couldn't resist squeezing into a tight , balsam and nettle lined swim for my last couple of casts.
I managed to get myself semi comfortable , got the rod rest in and the rod butt sat next to my right thigh Perfectly placed so each time I reached down I got stung by nettles I'm going to make a point of fishing nice open swims in future
I had been in half an hour with half an hour left.
"Mmmm time for a last cast change of bait " thinks me " I'll give the meat rod a go "
I turned round to reach back and try and extricate my meat rod from all the nettles and balsam when I felt a whack on my right thigh and turned round to see the butt of my rod heading riverwards
I dropped the other rod and went to grab the butt , but it was too late. Into the drink it went and started heading off downstream.
I stood there for what seemed like ages , mouth wide open , before I realised my gear was being towed away by some unknown beast potentially never to be seen again.
The subconscious mathematician then kicked in .............. ROD £90 REEL £50 LINE £8.99 SNAP LINK SWIVEL 25P LEAD £1.75 BRAID 56P HOOK 38P - TOTAL £151.93
There was only one thing for it ........ JERONIMOOOOOO
SPLOOSH
And then there I was , up to my belly button in the drink , water dripping down my face but most importantly I had the end of the rod butt just in my hand and the culprit was still trying desperatlely to take my gear into the North Sea.
At that moment I could feel a vibration in my pocket and I'm sure I could hear my "Saturday Night at the Movies " ringtone emanating from some bubbles around my trouser pocket
I didn't manage to answer it as I was busy landing the rod wrenching reprobate
After all that .....................
A bloody Chub Mind you , it was a good 5 pounder !
I clambered out from the peg, boots squelching , vowing never to fish any peg ever again that you cant park your car behind and set up a sunlounger , parasol and barbeque
All I need to do now , is try and sort my phone out.
Does anyone know what this icon means which comes on everytime I switch my phone on
Tight lines and don't forget ........................... ALWAYS HOLD YA ROD !!!