A week ago i blagged a night away from She Who Must Be Obeyed and decided on fishing a local water for catfish again hoping for an encounter with a big pussy. Truck loaded, pedal to the metal and i was there at 6pm ready for my overnighter.
After a quick walk around i opted to fish a swim down from where i was the previous visit. The main reason for this being that there was less weed in front of this swim, i,d got stuck in the weed with the catfish i caught previously, and didn,t want to risk a loss due to this. Three rods set up and cast out, two with a good few handfuls of groundbait containing chopped squid bits in ink, tuna, mussels and halibut pellets, and the third rod just hookbait and a small pva bag.
Through out the night i must of had more that 6 full blooded runs on my luncheon rod, but i didn,t manage to land any of them. I connected with 3 of them as i picked the rod up as it hooped over for 10 seconds or so before all went slack as the fish dropped the bait. The other rods didn,t even get a sniff, strange as i would of thought that these would be more enticing to the catfish. At 8am the following morning feeling the worse for wear after getting barely any sleep, i pushed the barrow the long walk back to the truck feeling a little dissapointed with the lost fish. It won,.t stop me from trying again though.
I was fishing a running lead system on the luncheon meat rod so i think that i will try a 12in hooklink set up with a semi fixed drop off lead next time so that hopefully the fish will hook itself straight away rather than waiting for me to strike the take. Maybe this will help, who knows....