New PB Perch

This weekends plan of action was to finally get up to Lymm Dam to fish for Pike, last time we tried to fish Lymm it had a lid on it. 
A much milder week hear in the North West meant that everywhere was now fish-able again and there was a match on The Bay Cliff side of the Dam, so Toby and I fished the church side. The Bream in Lymm Dam are said to run to double figures so with that in mind we had a rod each set up for bin lids and another with float ledgered dead baits.
Using a large maggot feeder I tried to build up a nice carpet of the grubs for the bream to come and munch on, while working round with the float rig for the pike trying to find some features to fish to.

 Then the heavens opened and we were battered by torrential rain for what seamed like forever. I had to fight with my brolly continually, as it turned inside out with every gust of wind, when I did manage to keep it upright the rain still soaked the left hand side of my so called waterproofs!
In the mean time Toby who was much drier in his bivvy was becoming increasing agitated by the lack of any form of bite or indication on either rod, I too had not had so much as a knock. But that was really the last of my worries I was soaked and pretty fed up.
I made a quick phone call to our friend Liam who was fishing with his son at Border to find out how the weather was closer to home, the weather was ok and so was the fishing, he was bagging up on Roach and Rudd and Michael had lost a good Carp.
Without further ado we packed up and headed to join the fun on Robbie's pool, I had my first Roach in just under an hour after packing up at Lymm.

Single Maggot under a waggle was doing the damage and we  had a merry hour or so finally catching fish again after such slack couple of weeks.
We had the Canal style water behind us, and a move again would mean we could spend the last hour with the wind off our backs comfortably under our umbrellas and have an impromptu little match.
All armed with a waggler and maggots we more or less took it in turns catching nice little silvers with Toby gaining the edge with his swim hold the slightly bigger fish, as Toby and Liam continued to chalk up fish after fish, I couldn't get a bite again.

Liam had decided to call it a day and was walking past me as my float suddenly disappeared again, asking was it a good fish? I replied I thinks its a bit bigger than my 2lb nylon hook-link. From the dogged fight I wondered weather it was maybe a Barbel or Chub as it tried to get into the inside margin, but once it got near to the surface, I could see those red stripes that are unmistakable.
Once landed and quickly weighed I could sit back well and truly chuffed with a new personal best Perch of 2.6lb

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Snow Joke!

We set off on Saturday with the intention Pike fishing Lymm Dam, the weather reports for the day did not look to promising but undeterred we were out before dawn. After about 40 minuets drive we arrived at the Dam or the rink as I could call it! Ducks were huddled round a six foot square of water by the Dam wall the only area that wasn't frozen solid. Now as I had no saw in my tackle box, ice fishing wasn't an option.

The River Dane just so happens to be on the way back from Lymm, so having never seen it before, let alone fished it, I quite fancied taking a wander down and wetting a line, despite the worsening weather. As we had intended to have a go for some of the double figure Bream whilst at Lymm, we had some tackle suitable for a spot of river fishing.  So arriving at Bay Malton Angling club's stretch of The Dane at Holmes Chapel, we decanted our limited supply of river tackle and bait, then set of with a roving approach hoping to winkle out a cheeky Chub or even my first river Barbel.
We chose a really nice looking corner swim to start at, with a fallen tree over hanging the far bank slightly, normally I would have probably opted to trot bread or casters under a small float, but unfortunately I had to make do with a small cage feeder and a nice fat lob worm on a running rig to 10lb main line on a 7" quiver rod. Toby set himself up a similar rig with some luncheon meat. We sat and admired the scenery on what was a really cold and frosty morning, pretty much bite less for an hour or so before we moved on down steam. 
As we past the car on the walk to find a suitable swim further down stream I thought we must be quite mad, we were now treated to some vary nasty sleet and hail.
The move didn't pay dividends we faired no better in any of the other swims we tried, even with slight variations on terminal tackle and bait. To give you an idea of how cold it was, as we moved swim, the worm that I was using as hook bait would become solid if kept out of the water to long!

Heading back to the car it became very apparent that the hill that we had no problems earlier descending was going to be quite the challenge to ascend and get home. The sleet and freezing conditions had covered the slope with a quite thick layer of ice, which Toby's family saloon was having great difficulty getting any traction on. If it wasn't for a tow by some friendly chaps with there 4x4 that had been dirt bike riding near by, we may very well have still been there now.

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