Pike fishing is in the air! There is a chill in the mornings and evenings and the leaves on the trees are starting to turn. Autumn has arrived and that can mean only one thing; time to venture to the river in search of things with teeth!
My weir permit has arrived, new line on reels, traces made and some fab-looking new Storm Perch to try. Sent from America by Paulos of Shark Blog - thank you - can't wait to get them wet.
One problem with traveling to and from the venues by bike is transporting a bucket around. I've tried hanging it on the handle bars, where it bumps my knee every turn of the peddles. And I smashed the last one when it dropped off onto the concrete train platform.
But the local counsel have just delivered this food recycling container - between us, the cat, foxes and wormery it's never going to get used - perfect!
The addition of some air-holes and a pump (held on with velcro so it goes inside for transport) and it's good to go - a tackle box on the way there and back and it should hold five or six bleak livebaits for a bit of roaming.