19 degrees that felt more like 30!
As with most people home life and work dictate when I am able to fish.
We all read about how we must hit the river when everything is perfect but that's not always possible. To me I go when i can. Have to be in it to win it is very much my motto when chasing Barbel so even if the odds are against me then if i have the opportunity then i'll go.
Sunday 6th July 2014 (yesterday) was definitely one of those days. With very little rain in the previous week and temperatures staying at a minimum 19 degrees during the day but at times rising to the mid twenties through the week building up to the weekend then the possibility of a red letter day was fairly slim.
I got to the river around mid day. The sun was high in the sky with pretty much no cloud cover and although the official temp was 19 degrees it felt much warmer.
I decided to venture upstream from the car park whereas I normally head downstream purely based on the fact there is more river to be fished. The river is also a lot slower and wider the further upstream you go and although their will still be a good head of Barbel it is more suitable for the Pike and general silver fish anglers.
For the first 200 yards or so the upstream stretch is typical Teme, fast and shallow with the odd deeper stretch and deep bend gliding past under cut banks. The only issue, especially this time of year is how over grown the banks are. With only a few dedicated river anglers in my club then its not a case of the river being so heavily fished you can follow the well trodden path. For around 200 yards of bank, without a machete, hedge cutter and shovel then there is probably only two or three accessible pegs.
As expected the river was very low and clear and typical low water conditions for the mid summer. So i weighed up my options. The fish are either going to be sat somewhere quiet and inaccessible awaiting nightfall before they venture out to feed or will be sat in the faster more oxygenated water.
With me only fishing to late afternoon then it was a case of chancing my arm in the quicker water hoping I could tempt one. So with my usual pellet set up i dropped my rig downstream on the tail end of the flow and waited to see.
Almost immediately the tip was showing me that something was showing interest with constant taps and slight pulls which threatened to develop into full blown bites but wasnt quite materialising.
After literally only ten - fifteen minutes of sitting on my hands the tip went round fully and I was into a fish. It was obvious immediately with the pull of the fish that it was a Barbel and it was also obvious due to its energetic bursts that it was more than likely a small fish but as usual with Barbel this size full of energy and not willing to give in without a good scrap. After a minute or two of it seeming to cover all of the water in front of me I managed to get its head up and bought it to the net without too much bother.
I have numerous aspects of Barbel fishing i really enjoy but two of my favourites are the initial bite and wrapping around of the rod and the first time the fish becomes visible. Regardless of size the white flash of its underside and the fully extended fins is a sight to behold especially when you are fishing a session in conditions you don't even really expect much to happen. Every single fish is a bonus but some definitely more than others!
So within about 20 minutes of casting in for the first time I had a small but perfectly formed Teme Tiger lying on my unhooking mat and the session had started with a bang.
Quick photo and back in the river. Too warm to keep it out of the water for long. Change the hookbait, fill the feeder lets go again.
After tweeting the above photo and having some interaction on Twitter regarding my session and fishing in general the tip slowly tapped then pulled around again but as soon as I lifted into it it was clear it was a Chub and with pretty much no effort the small Chublet was reeled in and the tiny fella probably weighing barely a pound came to the net and was soon unhooked and swimming free.
With the indications on the rod slowing down and the heat becoming a bit tedious i decided to go for a stroll further upstream. On route you pass a weir which due to the power lines over head isn't fishable then there is a further two pegs immediately above the weir which I have had quite a few fish from previously (including my first ever double 11lb 2oz) but beyond that the river widens and deepens and although there are plenty of features like sunken trees etc the river in my opinion loses a bit of character in comparison to the quicker and more varied downstream stretches.
Although difficult to see thanks to my poor photography the grass snake above crossing the river was about exciting as my trip upstream got. After sitting behind a completely still and lifeless rod for a couple of casts for about an hour I decided enough was enough and called it a day. The heat and the walking had taken its toll and although i didn't break any records with the two fish caught they were both still very much a bonus.
I'm sure a feeder full of maggots or a maggot or two trotted under a float may have produced more fish even if not necessarily a Barbel, it was still satisfying that by sticking to my usual method in difficult conditions had still tempted a Barbel to the bank.







