Agreed Mark, but just occasionally that ‘sixth’ sense won’t allow you to move. A few years ago I was fishing the Warks. Avon in late Autumn. It had been a sunny cloudless day and as I arrived at the river the temperature was plummeting. Even a brisk walk did not warm me and I considered going home and not wasting my time. I tackled up and cast in. Four hours later my teeth were chattering and my fingers were frozen solid but I could not leave….I just ‘knew’ I would catch a special fish. At 12.10 my rod tip barely flickered but I struck and was rewarded with a beautifully conditioned 12+.
Like others have mentioned, that sixth sense is rarely wrong, don’t ignore it.
G.T.
I totally agree. I may be new to the sport, but having started with lure fishing, I have got into the habit of never staying too long in any one spot, no matter how good it looks.
Several months back, I arrived at a spot where three anglers were packing up. They looked miserable and stated that they had been fishing the spot for a week straight with no success beyond the odd Bream.
Having walked a fair bit, I thought I would take a look. I had been there before, but for some reason it just felt fishy. I was convinced for whatever reason something lurked in those depths.
For a couple of hours I stayed, trying my luck for some carp (something I do rarely). Some nibbles, I assumed some bream but apart from that, dead.
Still convinced something was out there, I replaced the carp rod with my KUYING SUPERLITE Ajing solid tip Perch rod (rated 0.6g to 10g) on an ultra light running rig; I often use it for streams or canals as a lighter alternative to a quiver tip.
Several minutes went by, and multiple shy bites then the tip displayed the promising “triple” bites. I thought it was likely something small considering how subtle the bites were, but struck nonetheless. I caught my Central London PB common
followed by my PB scaly just 30 minutes later.
The battle with both fish was electric, I could hardly exert any pressure and the area was very snaggy and I only had a size 16 hook. One of my most memorable fishing experiences to date. It still makes me smile when revisiting the memory.
If it had not been for that "sixth" sense I would never have insisted and tried such a subtle approach.
It was also the first time I had taken a drop net with me. I had only ever lure fished the spot and knew something more substancial was needed but never imagined it would have been baptised on it's first journey.