I went fishing on Wednesday evening. I was interested to see what the river was like after another stormy weather.
The water was high as I thought. Even it was on the last stage of the outgoing tide, reeds and tussocks were under the water.
Fishing was slow for while. The sky was covered with dark clouds, and the wind was cold, so I was thinking to go home. Then, the tide picked up bit of pace, and I hooked up three fish all of sudden. The tide got slack again soon later, and everything became quiet.
On Friday, the water level was normal again. The sky was blue and I was watching a pelican cruising peacefully. The river looked beautiful but there was no sign of fish.
It feels to me that fishing gets better on a bad weather on the river from time to time. Perhaps, bream feel much safer to come to shallow water to feed when all birds and people are hiding from the rain and wind.
The river looked dark and miserable on WednesdayThe water was high as I thought. Even it was on the last stage of the outgoing tide, reeds and tussocks were under the water.
Fishing was slow for while. The sky was covered with dark clouds, and the wind was cold, so I was thinking to go home. Then, the tide picked up bit of pace, and I hooked up three fish all of sudden. The tide got slack again soon later, and everything became quiet.
On Friday, the water level was normal again. The sky was blue and I was watching a pelican cruising peacefully. The river looked beautiful but there was no sign of fish.
It feels to me that fishing gets better on a bad weather on the river from time to time. Perhaps, bream feel much safer to come to shallow water to feed when all birds and people are hiding from the rain and wind.
I dropped other two fish. One of them felt to be a good one.
The river looked peaceful on Friday. It's shame I didn't get fish though