A family outing and the kid's first time fishing. I was a little nervous to say the least.
The plan was simple - a short whip, a few maggot and hopefully a chance for my two kids to catch a fish or two, without anyone falling in, upsetting the other anglers or generally committing too many angling faux pas.
We went as a family to the local club lake, heart in mouth that it would be ok - it was. No weed, no other anglers, no problems.
We set up in one swim, a 3m whip and a few maggots, with the plan to let each of the boys fish for a short while and then swap over. It seemed a little easier that way, so they'd be constantly on the go.
A few maggot fed while I set up (the rig was already attached, it just needed plumbing up), and there were bubbles straight-away.
So, Otis major was called up (4 years old). Sat down, handed the whip and we watched the float. And, it sank. A few seconds later his first fish, a pristine rudd of 3oz or so.
First fish - a rudd |
Then it was the turn of Otis minor (three years old). Could we manage a repeat performance? Swing out the rig, let it settle and watch the float. It sank again! But not a rudd - this time a perfectly formed crucian carp.
First fish - a crucian carp |
Well suffice to say, the next hour and a half whizzed by - catch two fish, and then change places. Total catch was 16 fish each:
Otis major - 1 rudd, 14 crucians and a tench
Otis minor - 1 rudd, 15 crucians
Two carp lost (boo) and a great little session was had by all. (I'm going back with an elasticated top set at some point.)
So two new apprentice fishermen.. roll on the next trip.
The only tench of the session |
Look at the bend in that whip |
A meeting of the minds |