I finally hit a pound plus rudd, and a pike swirrled up and grabbed it - it pulled the little boat around the river before spitting it out, but managed to transfer the hook into it's scissors. Epic fight on the light gear - and fortunately didn't bite through the line - excellent!
Was a lot harder finding the rudd than we had expected - but always fun to be in the boat. James managed a two, and I had my chance - loosing a big fish in a weedbed. Kicking myself we didn't go to it instead of trying to pull it through. Pike consolation prize though!
Ten rudd, the best two going 1lb 8oz and 1lb 4oz (above).
Messing about on the river!
Loads of wildlife to keep us entertained between fish.
|And in case you missed it - James' new river double, number nineteen, is here. Nearly half way to his mad 40 rivers target!|