BRYANS ANGLE

I,ve decided that i,m going to be running a species list to keep track of what fish i have caught over the coming years. I remember a while ago there was a chappie interviewed in Anglers Mail who spent his time fishing around the world amassing a huge list of different species and i have to say it was awe inspiring the amount of fish he caught and the effort he put into it. Well i,m not saying i,ll go to those extremes but i,m going to be keeping my own list from now on, both coarse and sea, and maybe some game if i ever do any fly fishing again. Should be quite good fun i reckon............

Last sunday i couldn,t sleep too well and was wide awake at 4.30am watching the bedroom curtains flutter in the breeze. What was i to do being awake at this ungodly hour!!! A rather impressive fart from the missus shook my senses and had me jumping out of bed getting dressed in the dark, promptly tripping over the dogs, and stumbling down the stairs to make a cuppa before getting my kit ready for a couple of hours sneaky dangling. The problem was what should i fish for... I have deadbaits in the freezer ready for the pike but it was forecast to be hot and it still felt too early. I had worms in the fridge which i could use on the perch or even chub on my local river, nah didn,t feel that. Then it hit me, ultralight lure gear for jack pike and hopefully a perch or two. Now that sounded like a good plan so i grabbed my kit and a box full of shads and alphabet lures and away i went to my local river arriving before the sun was even up... My first spot was my banker swim in between t...

A couple of weeks ago i decided to have a couple of hours after the bass that i,ve been hearing rumours about that have been getting caught on the River Blackwater near to where i live. I chose a nice evening tide giving me high water at 9.30pm, ordered 3 packs of ragworm and waited for the day to come round. As it luck would have it i nearly didn,t go as the other half booked me in to have my tattoo finished off and a cancellation had come in and i was next on the list. So thinking that my arm was going to be smarting like a mofo i opted to give the fishing a miss that evening. It turned out that the tattoo was finished quicker than i thought and it also didn,t hurt half as much as the rest did so i rushed to get my gear together shot off, arriving at my chosen mark for 7.45pm. It was a gorgeous evening with barely any wind and what turned out to be a cracking sunset. As i was tackling up i could hear fish splashing around about 100yds or so out and about 300yds further up the bank....