There seems to have been a real increase in the numbers of river rudd reported recently. The slow East Anglian rivers and drains, such as the Cam, are producing numbers of big rudd. And judging by the two and three pounders that have been reported to the angling press over the past couple of years, they are the place to go at the moment to bag a big one.
After spotting a decent shoal of good sized fish on the Suffolk Stour I’m desperate to go and have a crack at them. These guys have obviously found the Stour rudd and the spot that they tempted this beauty from is very close to where I spotted ‘my’ shoal of golden beauties during the closed season.
To me it still seems almost unreal that a fish, when they reach a good size and come from clear, clean water, often look like they’re made from solid gold.
The glorious 16th has arrived again and, as ever, the thought of that first, slightly clumsy cast into the clear, flowing water is driving me to distraction.
The glorious 16th has arrived again and as ever, the thought of that first slightly clumsy cast into the clear, flowing water is driving me to distraction.
My optimism is both blind and unchecked. This will be the year that I finally manage a double figure barbel; a seven pound chub; a huge river perch; a monster roach and a pike of staggering proportions. I can almost picture my carefully worked float, slowly meandering towards a deeper hole in the river, pausing, before sliding slowly yet purposefully beneath the water. And I can almost feel the cool, sharp late autumn air on my face as the pike float starts to move silently across a misty backwater that is home to a monster.
On June 16th anything seems possible. And long may it continue to do so.
The period from September through to Christmas has always been a productive time
Looking out from the office window at the leaves on the trees as they quite suddenly start changing from their slightly dishevelled, late summer green to a definite yellow really makes me want to get out on to the river! Combined with a noticeable chill in the evenings and the increasingly short days; autumn is certainly upon us.
I love fishing in the autumn, despite it being a short season compared to the summer and winter, like the spring, it is perhaps one of the best times to be out on the bank.
The period from September through to Christmas has always been a productive time for me and in the past I’ve managed some stunning individual fish as well as enjoying days where the bites have come consistently.
I haven’t managed to get out at all recently, although a few hours on a Suffolk Stour weir pool in August did see a few nice perch come to the net. The river then was in need of a good flush through, and as I write reports suggest the rivers I fish are all quite low.
Can’t wait to get out again though, it was during a mild day last October that I actually found a barbel on the Lea at Fishers Green, I even had him feeding at one point before my clumsy cast saw him melt away never to return!