When everything doesn’t go right in an angling life, it can lead to deeper questioning and sometimes more profound answers. Here i look at some vexing issues that have really got me scratching my head about my spring tench and bream campaign.
That’s how it has been for me. And probably for you, given the outrageous ups and downs in weather systems that we’ve been experiencing these last few weeks.
If there’s one thing we all know it’s that fish appreciate stable conditions, to an extent, either good or bad. They like to know where they are if they are going to feed with anything like confidence and that goes for all freshwater fish.
The tench above were caught by Mick and Enoka on a red letter day , which sat between many frustrating days of .. well frankly not much!
I’ve believed for two or three years now at least that a heavy baiting campaign will pretty much always switch tench and bream on when the approach is applied to our gravel pits. It’s an attack that has barely ever failed for me and I accept that it is a means of buying your way to success. Simply filling a swim in with food and waiting for the fish to congregate there isn’t the most intelligent form of fishing but it can be very productive and it virtually always is.
So, when Simon and David came down to fish with me the other Monday that was the attack that we decided upon. We spent a couple of hour’s spombing out bait – what a wonderful word that is – along a deep channel between two plateaux where fish are often seen. The whole project was set up with extreme precision, no heed for the amount of bait and the tackle was finely tuned. We sat back to wait.
And, cor blimey, did we wait. We waited all Monday, all day Tuesday and till four o’clock on Wednesday when the only run of the session was missed. We might just as well have thrown a hundred quid in coins into the swim rather than feeding it with the most lavish of fish goodies.
Simon did manage to winkle out this bream he saw feeding alone on an adjacent pit while on a break from the monotony of simply no action.
How on earth do you account for all this? The Tuesday, admittedly, was pretty dire but, still, pressure was rising and warm weather was on the way, so you would have expected the fish to have responded to that. We tried absolutely everything in our combined repertoire of skills and experiences. The only thing we did not put on the hook were caddis grubs, the bait that worked phenomenally well last spring. The reason? We couldn’t find any! Explain that? Why does a lake heave with caddis grubs in 2017 and seem completely bereft of them 12 months later?
What have been your experiences this spring so far?