TERRIFIC TENCHING
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six of the best to start the day |
It’s difficult to imagine
anything more enjoyable than a misty dawn beside a tench lake with the promise
of hot sunshine to follow and thankfully we’ve had plenty of those to melt ourselves in this summer.
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such a beautiful spot you don't even need to cast in |
I didn’t have time to continue
my annual quest for a double figure tench so I satisfied myself with ‘average’
tench from a beautiful gravel pit not far from home. It’s a peaceful spot,
principally a carp lake but with plenty of red-eyes to savour and with the carp
sulking in the heat and seemingly impossible to catch, I had this large lake to
myself. No bivvy-peg bashing, crashing spods or too loud bite alarms ringing
out – bliss.
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another six plusser to add to the tally |
Even if the carp weren’t
feeding, the tench certainly were. I only blanked once in four sessions and that was only
because I got smashed by one while float fishing by the lilies and then done in
by a carp that certainly was. In fact, I often saw lots of signs of
carp leaping and bubbling so felt the carp boys were missing out. They were not alone, for when checking through my diary I was surprised to find I'd only been four times - what kept me away?
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a battling male to enjoy in the sunshine - what a scrapper |
On one memorable session I
landed eleven tench, including several fives and a few sixes, so that day was
certainly memorable, even if some might sniff at the average size. In my book,
I’m so fond of them that any tench is a good one and really small ones are as
cute as fish get.
Like almost every angler, I
would love to catch a tench over ten pounds but am stuck on 8lb 9ozs and
unbelievably, that weight has been repeated on five different waters! So, if
you’re reading this and want to invite me to join you on a BIG tench water,
then please go ahead!
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carefully and quickly back to his watery home |
Although I always prefer to
fish with a float, on this occasion I decided to try this ‘new’ technique
called ‘Method Feeder’! Yes, OK, I’m behind the times but also proud to be a
traditionalist. So having read plenty about it in the angling ‘comics’ as my
wife Sue rudely calls them, I reckoned I knew enough to make a success of it.
So, as instructed, I cast frequently for the first hour and avoided the noisy
kersplosh of my spomb.
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the quiet wait for a bite - perfect |
As match anglers do, I had
two swims on the go, widely separated to attract different fish and avoid what
seem like the inevitable tangles when fishing two rods. I fished both at 39 yards only because they
are my lucky numbers! Yes, sad I know but …
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yet another cracker - I began to lose count |
Much to my delight, it worked
a treat and before long my buzzers went into melt down and the first tench was
nestling in the landing net. Several more followed and even if I don’t think
bolt-rigging is particularly sporting, it’s certainly effective.
One advantage it has of which
I do approve is that it gives you more time to enjoy the waterside scenery and
watch the wildlife, just as important as catching fish for a nature nut like
me.
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alarms turned right down and taped up so they don't scare the wildlife - or me |
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Chris in action on the weedy back bay - a delightful spot and tench heaven |
On a couple of days I was
joined by friend Chris Wild and being as keen as I on float fishing, suggested
he try a shallow, weedy lagoon beloved of tench. Having raked his swim and
baited up, it soon became a jacuzzi of bubbles from feeding fish but turning
those signs into tench on the bank proved difficult.
Reverting to small baits
wasn’t an option because of the shoals of ravenous rudd. I’m sure Mr Bowler
would have cracked the problem in no time but in the end Chris gave up with the
float, cast out a boilie armed method feeder and by the evening had landed
three tench, including his PB.
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Chris's tench PB of 6/7 - extracated with diffculty from the weed - he was quite pleased! |
He was chuffed and equally so
when he joined me on another day and beat his PB by a few inches on only his
third cast … on the method feeder again of course. The tench looked like a seven pounder but weighed less than his true PB, though what a cracking fish.
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an even bigger tench but not quite as heavy |
I too tried the weedy lagoon one evening and having raked the chosen swim and added a few broken boilies, the water surface was soon covered by tench bubbles.
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the magical 'lift method' |
Initially I couldn't turn these bubbles into bites but adjusting the placing of the shot to create a more sensitive rig, I enjoyed a classic lift bite, the float rising slowly before sliding below the surface. A gentle strike resulted in a battle in the weed but eventually I teased the tench out and into the net.
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a fat fighter - I think she'd been on the spinach |
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the magic and madness of bubbling tench |
I thought I'd cracked it and expected more to follow. The tench had other ideas and simply blew bubbles of derision into my face until dusk closed around us to end a splendid day in the countryside.
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what a gorgeous time to be 'out there' - with or without fish |
Interspersing my tenching
were several trips to Christchurch Harbour for a serious dose of mullet madness
… and when you catch the fever that goes with trying to fool these wonderful
fish, it’s difficult to stop … but that’s a story for another time.
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rivers meet - the Avon and Stour at Claypool - dawn magic |
There just is somthing about a tench, especialy the tiny ones.
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