Sunday, 29 April 2012
The Count of Monty Cudmore
News Headlines
Dong - Nicholls up at 4am
Bong - It stopped raining
Bing - Nautilus picked up keen coot on road
Dong - sleepy eyed chat on way
Bing - Weather cold
Bong - Dangler set for Arctic sea fishing
Dong - 7am start and pegs selected
Bong - Sat on each others knees
Dong - The Count catches only carp in lake!
Bong - Pellet, meat and maggots
Dong - Crabtree tries large pineapple and loaf of warburtons in margins but fails
Bong - Those on best pegs catch nothing - but also decide to sit on each others knees
Dong - Is it a gay lake as everyone on our side sat tight - other side of cables straight side?
Bong - Not enough line
Bing - Nautilus decides to fish right handed and cast to every peg on lake
Dong - Worms again ignored
Dong - Overflow of lake a river
Bong - Count Dangler tries out smurf outfit
Dong - Water cold
Bong - All good fish but not enough of them
Dong - Slow
Bong - Totally switched off at midday after a run of a few fish
Dong - Where is the warmth of spring
Bong - Want revenge
Ding - Count has less than 1 fish per hour
Bong - Nautilus has two tench in 7 decrees temp
Ding - Win for Coot but only 12 fish
Dong - Sausage cob and banter the highlight
Bong - Await festival dates and Centenary session 2013
Dong - Coot in trouble with Misses for ringing by accident on way
Bong - Session certainly the lull in the storm as wind and rain returned
Dong - Coot only lost one feeder on island
Bong - This time last year Dangler had already had 100lb at Butterley, Kelly Jones Nicholson had a tan and the Coot was dreaming of moving to the doorstep of Butterley and Sophie could still possibly have been a boy
Bing - Frustrating game
Dong - In the words of Arnie - 'I'll be back!'
Bong - Rain will eventually stop - maybe?
Wicker at Milo
The Boys REALLY Enjoying it
Just when he thought he had got it going!
Friday, 13 April 2012
Cut down those bloody trees
Cudmore 12th April 2012
Milo
Peg 13
Keen as mustard the boys were back at Cudmore 7am and racing into the car park. Bait and prep of hook lengths etc where bound to pay off and revenge may have been possible for DN. Anyway after a brief debate and with the whole lake for our taking we went for the same peg as last time! The split out into the lake with the island straight in front. JN donned a woolly hat and layers were applied as the weather again failed to get anywhere near double figures.
DN firstly unveiled his new secret weapon, a 9ft wand built for fishing tight pegs and sitting on each others laps. Perhaps a chain saw may have been a better option or would the wand magic up a few fish (hope you like that!).
Anyway the lads went for the standard approach of cage feeders and red maggots.
First cast bite and fish on and off, then the same again, followed by hooking the tree, island, breaking a tip, losing feeders and generally moaning at every opportunity about sitting so close on the same peg. But the fish did come!
JN cast to the left of the island - steady eddie in his new hat. DN carpet bombed everywhere else in an attempt to hit a six pence, but in fact bombed Dresden and half of Germany. Moaning, swearing and getting frustrated the Lancaster Bomb continued to unload its payload of pellets, casters, red maggots and groundbait. But the fish did come!
JN like Geoff Bycott at the crease, carefully playing the balls that could be played, not taking any chances and building up a swim. But the fish did come!
Anyway chub, barbel, skimmers, bream all came. A steady flow all day. Weather was up and down but the fishing was good.
JN when things went quiet on maggots switched to pellets and the fish continued to come!
DN just got frustrated and looked to the heavens.
JN bagged all day, fish after fish. 42 in total for an estimated 60lb plus and DN around 30 fish. Most fish between 1-2lb.
Hot peg with main swim to left of the island.
Bloke claimed a friend had, had 70 barbel earlier in the week. Busy feeder fishing. Good weather and increased banter with third musketter would make this very interesting.
Good session and food for thought. Two nil down however we avoided the April showers.
Milo
Peg 13
Keen as mustard the boys were back at Cudmore 7am and racing into the car park. Bait and prep of hook lengths etc where bound to pay off and revenge may have been possible for DN. Anyway after a brief debate and with the whole lake for our taking we went for the same peg as last time! The split out into the lake with the island straight in front. JN donned a woolly hat and layers were applied as the weather again failed to get anywhere near double figures.
DN firstly unveiled his new secret weapon, a 9ft wand built for fishing tight pegs and sitting on each others laps. Perhaps a chain saw may have been a better option or would the wand magic up a few fish (hope you like that!).
Anyway the lads went for the standard approach of cage feeders and red maggots.
First cast bite and fish on and off, then the same again, followed by hooking the tree, island, breaking a tip, losing feeders and generally moaning at every opportunity about sitting so close on the same peg. But the fish did come!
JN cast to the left of the island - steady eddie in his new hat. DN carpet bombed everywhere else in an attempt to hit a six pence, but in fact bombed Dresden and half of Germany. Moaning, swearing and getting frustrated the Lancaster Bomb continued to unload its payload of pellets, casters, red maggots and groundbait. But the fish did come!
JN like Geoff Bycott at the crease, carefully playing the balls that could be played, not taking any chances and building up a swim. But the fish did come!
Anyway chub, barbel, skimmers, bream all came. A steady flow all day. Weather was up and down but the fishing was good.
JN when things went quiet on maggots switched to pellets and the fish continued to come!
DN just got frustrated and looked to the heavens.
JN bagged all day, fish after fish. 42 in total for an estimated 60lb plus and DN around 30 fish. Most fish between 1-2lb.
Hot peg with main swim to left of the island.
Bloke claimed a friend had, had 70 barbel earlier in the week. Busy feeder fishing. Good weather and increased banter with third musketter would make this very interesting.
Good session and food for thought. Two nil down however we avoided the April showers.
Friday, 6 April 2012
A Titanic Session!
Arrived at the mighty Cudmore at 7am to find a few fellow keen anglers rolling into the car park. After a freezing night and midweek snow, it did not bode well for the lone musketter, his normal companions busy fighting other causes, one with cable and the other with a caravan. One for all and all for one.
Having paid the charges I selected the same peg as last time fearing the old scenario of if only I'd fished............ Setting up on Peg 13!! all was well despite the unlucky number . But the weather was arctic, as the anniversary of the sinking of the Titanic's loomed, ice bergs could potentially have been floating across milo.
Then boom, an ice berg hit the Nicholls ship, the cold waters flooded in, the ship was going down. Bait and fishing tackle first into the lifeboats. Well one foot anyway, I now knew the true meaning of cold and an exact understanding of the temperature of the water and how hard the challenge ahead was going to be. Where were the other musketters? Why weren't they also freezing their nuts off, with wet feet and the prospect of catching nothing after an hours drive?
However the band played on, by chance an extra lifeboat had been placed in the car and on went the boots, but the prospect of frostbite was not appealing. Anyway a steady morning session. 9 Chub by 12 noon, all to red maggots on cage feeder with pellets and groundbait. Some close to island some further away. Casting a little randomly to gain a bite. But by lunch fairly happy with cold conditions, life jacket, snood, coat, thermal suit, woolly hat and two hoodies on.
But as the temperatures reached the dizzy heights of 8 degrees the bite increased and fish after fish followed. Mostly chub with the odd skimmer, smallest fish 1lb.
Skimmer comes to the net.
Typical chub. Biggest of the day was around 2.5lb.
Only barbel of the day around 2.5lb.
Anyway the more I fed the more I caught. A good pint and a half of maggots, plenty of pellets and groundbait. As the day went on if I didn't get a bite it was due to the bait had gone. Lost count but 1 barbel, 30 chub and at least 10 skimmers wouldn't be far off.
At conservative 50lb on a very cold day can't be bad. In the summer one of the those island pegs will lead to a real net full. Or are they shoalling due to the cold?
Rematch with PC Thursday or Friday.
THE END
Having paid the charges I selected the same peg as last time fearing the old scenario of if only I'd fished............ Setting up on Peg 13!! all was well despite the unlucky number . But the weather was arctic, as the anniversary of the sinking of the Titanic's loomed, ice bergs could potentially have been floating across milo.
Then boom, an ice berg hit the Nicholls ship, the cold waters flooded in, the ship was going down. Bait and fishing tackle first into the lifeboats. Well one foot anyway, I now knew the true meaning of cold and an exact understanding of the temperature of the water and how hard the challenge ahead was going to be. Where were the other musketters? Why weren't they also freezing their nuts off, with wet feet and the prospect of catching nothing after an hours drive?
However the band played on, by chance an extra lifeboat had been placed in the car and on went the boots, but the prospect of frostbite was not appealing. Anyway a steady morning session. 9 Chub by 12 noon, all to red maggots on cage feeder with pellets and groundbait. Some close to island some further away. Casting a little randomly to gain a bite. But by lunch fairly happy with cold conditions, life jacket, snood, coat, thermal suit, woolly hat and two hoodies on.
But as the temperatures reached the dizzy heights of 8 degrees the bite increased and fish after fish followed. Mostly chub with the odd skimmer, smallest fish 1lb.
Skimmer comes to the net.
Typical chub. Biggest of the day was around 2.5lb.
Only barbel of the day around 2.5lb.
Anyway the more I fed the more I caught. A good pint and a half of maggots, plenty of pellets and groundbait. As the day went on if I didn't get a bite it was due to the bait had gone. Lost count but 1 barbel, 30 chub and at least 10 skimmers wouldn't be far off.
At conservative 50lb on a very cold day can't be bad. In the summer one of the those island pegs will lead to a real net full. Or are they shoalling due to the cold?
Rematch with PC Thursday or Friday.
THE END
Monday, 2 April 2012
April Fools
8am as they rolled into the car park. Owner greeted them full of smiles, advice and a choice of bag up match lakes. At this point, as the weather reached the dizzy heights of 0.5c the writing was on the wall. Head home or all will be lost!!!!!!!
Picked Marina, settled, set up box, changed peg - not that it mattered. Pegs 25 and 26 selected, end of Marina - cold wind in your faces.
Nets in - kiss of death.
2500 different baits selected and placed on the mega tray, Nico following suit with maggots, casters, pellets and god knows what else.
Loads of bait and sweet FA rigs - like having 300 reels and no line. Prep is key at the terminal end!
Rig finally selected, adjusted, adjusted and then adjusted. First put in small gudgeon and thats really about it. Lost one early, gudgeon, Nico much the same. Frustrating was not the word, depressing and disappointing is more like it. Why won't the fish feed aftera drop of 20 degrees? Anyway we both had 4 carp each, gudgeon and Nico takes the prize with a few extra Skimmer (small) and roach. Didnt know what to do.
In the end Nico resorted to catching the fish he had aready caught by placing them all in his landing net (see above) comical and perhaps the only highlight. Done by the weather again. The boys will be back and they remain mad for it. But a struggle. Estimated 10lb between them. Roll on some normal weather like snow mid week.
Picked Marina, settled, set up box, changed peg - not that it mattered. Pegs 25 and 26 selected, end of Marina - cold wind in your faces.
Nets in - kiss of death.
2500 different baits selected and placed on the mega tray, Nico following suit with maggots, casters, pellets and god knows what else.
Loads of bait and sweet FA rigs - like having 300 reels and no line. Prep is key at the terminal end!
Rig finally selected, adjusted, adjusted and then adjusted. First put in small gudgeon and thats really about it. Lost one early, gudgeon, Nico much the same. Frustrating was not the word, depressing and disappointing is more like it. Why won't the fish feed aftera drop of 20 degrees? Anyway we both had 4 carp each, gudgeon and Nico takes the prize with a few extra Skimmer (small) and roach. Didnt know what to do.
In the end Nico resorted to catching the fish he had aready caught by placing them all in his landing net (see above) comical and perhaps the only highlight. Done by the weather again. The boys will be back and they remain mad for it. But a struggle. Estimated 10lb between them. Roll on some normal weather like snow mid week.
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