The river looked great but time was limited, it would be getting dark in 3 hours, and had I cursed myself by bringing a celebratory bottle of beer with me? I'd convinced myself I was cursed walking to the river!
Barbel on in the first swim - until the hook pulled (cursed) - but at least I knew they were feeding. And a 5lb 0oz chub the next cast made up for it. Then the barbel gods really smiled on me...
Barbel #991 - 7lb 0oz
Barbel #992 - 4½lb
Barbel #993 - 5lb 12oz
Barbel #994 - 8lb 10oz - best of the session
Barbel #995 - 6lb 8oz
Barbel #996 - 5lb 0oz
Barbel #997 - 3lb
Barbel #998 - 3¾lb
I could almost taste the Blue Moon - but I was out of daylight - just over three hours had gone by in the blink of an eye - no surprise with action like that! Two barbel to go - hopefully I'll crack it next trip...