On a damp and breezy
morning a dozen of Dad's Army arrived at Avalon. Autumn has
arrived, it's getting colder, and there were lots of leaves on the water, which
can be a nuisance.
The lads reluctantly
parted with their ackers, I did the business and sorted out the pegs to
be fished. The draw was made and Martin got the Golden Peg
number thirteen, with the last peg in the bag seven for
myself. I was happy, with a couple of empty pegs to my left,
and Tony Newell on my right.
At ten o'clock I shouted
the all in, and the ground bait started to go in, the little darlings were
having their late breakfast. My day started slowly, I was
fishing worm over caster and ground bait at five sections. I had a
second swim down the right hand margin, which looked promising, time would
tell!!!
Tony next door started
catching scaleys on a regular basis, looking set for a good weight, while
The Chef struggled on peg five. Two hours in with not a lot to show, I
had tried the margin but it was just bits. Back out in
front I got my first flyer of the day, I got hopeful, it was a bit late in the
day at 2 o'clock I thought.
Time was up, I shouted
all out, and the weighing began on peg twenty two with Bad Boy George
who was moaning, what a surprise !!! He was
also telling little porkies to all the lads about weights on his way back to
the car park.
The final result was a
win overall for Tony, with a very respectable 92lbs 1oz. Martin won the silvers
with 21lbs, and myself second with 20lbs 6ozs, just one fish
short. The only consolation being I had Danny, George, and
Tivis' nuggets deep in my pocket.
Thanks to everyone for a great days entertainment, this includes Avalon
fishery.
I have taken the
first few names for the Fur and Feather already!!
On Sunday it's Trinity Woodlands, and next Wednesday Shiplate Hawthorns.
Christmas is coming and the fish are getting fat? to much cider!!
Chair Bob
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