Today I removed a bag of sardines from the freezer.
I then headed over to Fladbury, where I met up with Bubbles and Ben. One of the aforementioned sardines was attached to a wire trace and dangled in the Avon for five hours. During that time, not a single pike troubled the bait.
At around three o'clock I removed the sardine from the water, put it back with the rest of my dead bait, and packed up my gear. Forty minutes later I was home and the sardine was back where it started.*
I had a pleasant enough day. The weather was sunny but there was a chill wind. The company was as per usual ... moments of fun, interspersed with the usual inane idiocy.
The thing I haven't mentioned, is that the dead bait is the same that was used the last time I went pike fishing.
I hope no-one, mistakenly, takes it out for supper!
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* Hopefully better luck next time.
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