So at the specific request of Johnboy we all went easy on the beer on Friday night so we could meet bright and early at 8am.
"Wheres Johnboy " says Ronnie looking rather bleary eyed ?
"Errr , he's having a lie in , he's tired
Nice one Johnboy , we fell for that one
So after a round of bacon sarnies and pots of tea the best of Yorkshires Barbel anglers . . . . yeah right
..... set off in pursuit of their quarry
Eddie had been caught buying sample of the latest paste conconction from Ian Mc Chub who promised faithfully it would win him the coveted Forum AC Chub trophy
The rest of us made a hasty retreat from the overpowering smell before someone from the Environment Agency turned up to investigate the source of the stench
We all eventually chose our pegs and Harry , unbeknown to him opted for the infamous suicide peg. It was even tighter than it normally is. Little did he know what fun and games he would have if he latched onto even the smallest Barbel in this peg
Ronnie had chosen a more relaxing one and was sat in anticipation
Stewart the Forum Barbel Virgin had been put in a banker swim
I meanwhile had had enough of staring at rod tops over the past few outings so opted for a day on the float
Andyp , Eddie and Smiley had vanished under a cloud of dust into the railway field and two minutes later my phone rang to a call from Brent
"Got one Rushmeister "
He was buzzing and confident the Chub trophy was his ................................ little did he know Deano was smothering his boilies in goo just around the corner and it wasn't long before another lucky 4lb Chub was in his net
Cabbo was struggling but Drew put him right when she insisted they sit the day out in Cabbos peg . He nervously agreed as last time he fished this peg he lost a big un under the willow
The news about Deanos Chub had reached Brent and his dreams were shattered
After a few casts down myy swim the meat was intercepted by the target of the day and a short brisk fight resulted in the first Barbel of the day to yours truly ...................... what a little beauty
Eddie was reported to be heading for the horseshoe bend. Andyp was asleep . Harry was sat biteless wondering why it was called the suicide peg. Stewart was continuing his form of not catching a Barbel and Ronnie had managed a couple of small Chub. Ian McBarbel had fished every peg on the length and was seen emerging from a steep bank clutching his back and moaning about getting old. Smiley the meat roller was setting up the rolling meat rig with anticipation
Suddenly a scream emanated from Cabbos peg and 8 seconds later I got text , the contents of which Im afraid I cannot put on here
I arrived at his peg just in time to stop Drew strangling him
Hed only gone and lost another big un
And so the day moved on and four oclock arrived all too soon
An excited Deano text to day hed had a 3lb Barbel and would we be upset if he took all the tropies and prizes home .......................... but Smiley the mrat roller was keeping quiet although splashes had been heard coming from his peg
We all met on the bridge and Smiley and Andyp came strolling across the horse field with Eye of the Tiger playing in the background ................... Hed snaffled a 7lb 1oz er
And so he took the Forum Barbel Champion Trophy along with a celbratory bottle courtesy of Deanos smelly bait and goo company
Deano took the Chub trophy which was the one everyone really wanted to win
And Cabbo got the consolation prize ...................... third time lucky mate ................... you will get one out next time ................ maybe
A great day out with the lads , 3 Barbel and 9 Chub so we didn't do too bad