7am until 2.30pm
The sun didn't dissappear behind the moon for very long this week and nor did thoughts about my Tees barbel quest. Nine attempts so far, although was it really one today?
Ellis and I hit the Tees in the usual spot. Throughout the warm weather the level here remains constant due to the weir and I did read a reservoir upstream, not sure. Anyway, it was coolest and quiet at the start. It wasn't till later that people chucked rocks into our swim over our heads or people tested the depth with their dogs or themselves mere metres from us.
Two 'fat' dace on pellet for me. Not really much fun on the big rod.
Ellis doing much better when he realised the barbel rod was definitely the sleeper rod and lots more fun could be had on a lighter ledger with dead maggots or worms!
Several gonks, two perch and some fat dace of his own making his tally 16 fish. I even got the clicker out (minnows included not as a half!? ).
A trio of kingfisher whizzing down the river just missing out on the best part of the session. That goes to me saying "there are loads of fry here, that drop off into deep dark water must surely hold a big perch"
Followed by Ellis dropping a worm in said deep dark hole and catching two perch instantly.
"Perch by design!" He coined.
A great day as always, not even marred by dipsticks!
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