A lovely looking barbel in the net - and click - another landing net bites the dust! And it was a recapture of the distinctive 8lb 3oz barbel I caught on the weekend (chlorine burn across it's left eye - poor bugger). I didn't faff about with another photo.
My afternoon was done. Or I could pack up the gear, catch the bus to the tackle shop, buy a new net and get a bus back - that seemed like a lot of effort - but I did it anyway! Armed with a fairly unsuitable (and unlucky) net I was tackling back up - and I'm glad it did...
Net christened; a fat spring chub - one of three in the afternoon.
A proper christening; first barbel in the new net.
Often practiced but rarely documented; fish juggling!
And barbel number 90 but if I want 100 I'm running out of time!