Return of the noddy!

Made at home and ready to rock!

Evening friends and followers! It's been almost a month since I last wrote anything on here and to be honest it's only due to being very busy and the fact that it's also been 6 weeks since I first contracted the deathflumanebola virus that I am finally starting to come out the other side of!

What a horrid bug it's been too....cannot honestly remember the last time I felt so unwell for such a long time?

I've tried to keep myself up and going but at times it's really knocked me for six. Anyway, with the weather being less than amicable at times, it's really put the stoppers on my intended fishing sessions going into the last few weeks of the official coarse season for the rivers. I had intended on getting up to the Wye or Severn but they've either been bank high or just fishing generally crap!

All the gear and no idea!

Drenched but happy!

With this in mind I've hoiked out the old match kit and upgraded many bits of it in the last few weeks. I got myself a new margin pole, a few match reels and some other bits and bobs that were either worn out, broken or just looking a tad tired.

Of course, all this new stuff came with a price....the considerable need to GO FISHING!

My first mini session was a trip out to Viaduct Fishery near Somerton with Mathew. First impressions were that it looked a really nice venue. Platforms were well laid out and there were pretty good facilities too.

The fishing was bloody diabolical though and despite a handful of roach and skimmers each, Mat and I both had little to talk about. I was rather disappointed with the tackle shop on site....

They had a fairly good selection of kit and I chose a nice new pole roller and some other kit totaling about £75. I then stood in a cue of around 15 match anglers waiting at the till. I stood with my debit card in hand and waited around 10 minutes with 2 members of staff just serving teas up.

The one bloke could see I was waiting and couldn't be bothered to serve me. I finally got past the scavs to be told that they didn't take cards and that i'd have to travel into town to get cash out! Why on earth he waited 10 minutes to tell me that when he saw the card in my hand i'll never know. Needless to say I walked out and didn't buy a thing.

Mathew had a few from Springs

The match that was going on behind me was bloody awful too. I had a scummy woman sat right behind my peg who's mouth needed a wash out with soap! There were children walking around and all that could be heard was her swearing every few minutes. Disgusting behavior. I don't think we'll be going back there in a hurry!

Next outing was a day with my old mate Lewis to Cefn Mably lakes near Cardiff. Much better shop, much better fishing and to be honest, a lot closer to home! The fishing started a little slow but progressed nicely and I finished the day with about 35lbs of carp, f1s and a few skimmers. Lewis had about 25lb of the same.

Mathew and I then decided a tip over to fish the Bridge Pool at Mably the following Sunday and to say it was horrific weather was an understatement! Horizontal rain and winds made the fishing a little uncomfortable! But we made the most of it and between us we had over 350lb of carp!!! Bloody great fishing it was too. All the fish came from the margins on meat and pole and it was one after another!

The following week saw us venture over to White Springs and a day on the Canals. The fishing was no less than diabolical and despite every effort we made, we had very little worth talking about. Mathew sat for 5 hours without a bite and Lewis packed up on a blank. I managed a small handful of roach , skimmers and a carp and Mathew managed a few more just before we packed up.

Andy did well on a tough day!

Again we felt it was a poor day out as there was a kid racing around the venue on a motorbike for the best part of 3 hours! Very annoying!

Andy and I ventured out to Mably last Wednesday only to find a mid week match on the Bridge. We were a little gutted as we then had to fish a very cold and wind match lake. The fishing was sporadic to say the least and despite our best efforts we struggled to put anything decent on the bank. Andy finished with about 19lb 4oz and I had 18lb 2oz. Very tough!

Sunday past, Mathew and I went over to an old haunt of mine, Emerald Pool in Somerset. A great little venue to be honest and apart from another annoying match lot that decided to do their draw behind our pegs, we actually had a great day with me finally giving Mathew a good old arse whooping! Plenty of carp, roach, skimmers and F1's found the bank.

Part of a 140lb plus bag!

Finally, today I went back up for another crack at the Bridge Pool. The morning was incredibly slow to start and despite a few skimmers, by 2pm I was all bar fishless. I kept baiting the inside line and eventually around 2.15pm I got what I had waited for. A proper bite from the margin. This followed up with another few fine chunks and when my buddy Dave arrived at 3pm I had had around 50lb of fish in a short spell!

Dave sat with me watching as I started to rack up a few pounds in the nets at last! The fishing was almost frantic at times and I had one after another queuing up for my luncheon meat hook bait! I finally weighed in around 4.30pm with no less than 140lbs of carp and a few extra silvers I didn't weigh! A great day out yet again!

Well that's about it from me for the present....Just to add that it's now been almost 2 months since I wrote my email to my club and still I haven't received a reply.....pretty disgusting. Just goes to show the type of people they are if they haven't even got the decency to reply to an email.

Anyway, I hope your all in fine health and I look forward to seeing some of you really soon.

Tight lines
Keith x