And back again to the first River Afan. Peg 8………now then faithful reader, the issue with peg 8 is that it is always included in the first section, which means it is in with 1, 2, 5, 6 and 7 in a 6-peg section. Historically what would then happen is that peg1 and/or peg 2 would bag up and frame, in which case peg 6 or 7 would pick up the section by default. Or if pegs 1 and 2 blow out, which does seem to be more the case recently, then peg 7 wins the section, or if it frames then peg 5 or 6 pick up the default payment. The more astute of you will have noticed that I haven’t actually mentioned peg 8, which is of somewhat inferior quality, or, as Shep put it before the all-in, is shit.
So, decent section, shit peg, happy days. The forecast was for a strong breeze with some blustery interludes, so I binned off anything which looked like long on the pole and settled for a 2g maggot and a 3g worm flattie rig to fish at 9m, which was doable. And I also set up a small blockend feeder and finally a 3AAA waggler which was probably just a little ambitious in the conditions.
I kicked off by bait droppering maggot on the pole line and going in with the maggot rig. Nothing much at first but then a small Perch (my first in 4 outings) and then an Eel, and I started to get a run of bites which were either hittable, in which case they were small Roach, or totally unmissable, in which case they were from Eels. I did connect with a second Eel, probably about 8oz, and did all the hard work to get it to the top only for it to bite me off about a foot short of the net. Oh Dear!! I then missed a few unmissables before I hooked another Eel which I bullied to the top but which then surprising decided to run off towards Shep on peg 9. When it came to the top it was a serious Perch, all mouth and bad attitude, so I was thankful that I’d gone in quite heavy line wise. I netted that, dropped in, and almost instantly had an action replay. Another proper ‘William’, possibly just a bit smaller than the first.
Not surprisingly that was it for now on the pole line, so I droppered some more maggot and had a look on the tip (useless, not a bite all day) and the wag (one Bleak, one small Roach) I came back inside to see if anything had settled but no was the answer, so I chopped some dendra and stuck two dropperfuls of that in. Another look on the tip (refer to above comment), came inside on the Lobbie, nothing, half dendra got me a small Perch but nothing else. All further looks on the pole line were fruitless although I did give it a few tries, especially in the last hour, in case some Eels had returned.
The wind now seemed a little less blustery and moreoff my right shoulder so I had a spell on the wag. I managed to get the float to run well down the peg and it disappeared, Chub about a pound. Shep had just about checked with me that it was a Chub when I caught its friend next run down. possibly slightly bigger.
And that was that really, I did have a lightening fast bite on the wag with a about 20 mins to go but I was feeding so I snatched at it and felt a bump but that was it. Perhaps on another day I wouldn’t have even seen the bite but would have spotted the line tightening up and responded more gently. Perhaps on another day I wouldn’t have seen the bite full stop. Who knows?
So my day was defined by the two instances where I had quality fish back to back, and those four fish would have accounted for probably 4.5Lbs of my 5-9-0 total. And basically as predicted peg 6 took the section with 7-13-0 and peg 7 had 5-10-0 (yes, ouch!!). I was more pleased with the weight I took off the peg than the peg itself, which is, in all fairness, pretty shit.
Never mind, Welsh Covid-19 travel restrictions are lifted on Monday, so I can go and fish Evesham if I like……………
PS Losing a better fish at Evesham is usually costly and today was no exception, with Andy framing off peg 6 and the 5-10-0 taking the default And perhaps better not to even think about the bumped Chub.