To go fishing before dawn, gathered in advance, to throw the rod on the dawn is, of course, perfect! But not always… And then comes to the rescue of the house closest to the pond, to which reach. Here you can spend a couple of hours with your favorite hobby.
My daughter and I decided to go to the pond unexpectedly. Taken out of the refrigerator even live bloodworms, worms, took two sticks: a six-meter “nonesense” under in advance prepared with a float snap-in, and eight “boom” (also without the rings), which can be worn one of several ready-made snap-ins from carrying around Arsenal.
Came to the pond, perhaps half past six in the evening. Because the day was work, people on the shore were few. Found a nice spot with a tree stump. Started with fishing rods intended for my daughter. Floaty float, fishing line thin (0.1 mm), a tiny hook, which in the fingers to hold on is not easy – everything is designed for luring small fish, which after being caught, and our short observation in a small bucket returns to his native element.
A few words about the pond. This small pond formed by the dammed river by Patrica and is located almost in the city. It gives hope for good catches. Fish in it, this is evident by the characteristic ripples, and splashes, and a catch, which, however, you’ll find out eventually from poachers or their buddies (i.e. the mesh here and catch a decent bream, and pike). However, to catch fish tackle sports difficult. Occasionally someone manages to leave the pond with a fish of decent size. Is usually hard even the small things is caught: the bleak, plotnicki, okoshki… For fishing you can fish 3-5 tails, and it is by local standards quite normal.
However, this evening the bite, to my surprise, was very active. Literally the first cast began to come across small fish: bleak, plotnicki and perch. I only had time to stick on the hook bloodworms and hand over a small rod to the fisherman’s wife, and she was intercepted and pulled out of the water fish. To get to his rods to me that night and failed.
I was very surprised – never before faced here with such an active bite. In half an hour caught probably a dozen fish.
By the way, standing near the fisherwoman-lovers stretched out on the feeder line, which rapidly happy, wondering how it’s such a safe guy sat on the hook at dawn is not, as is often the case, and closer to sunset, when around water quite noisy: passing cyclists, are owners of dogs with their favorite Pets, going singing around campfires… And young people, however, tench was caught. Apparently, the day was fish.
Angling has long been to me and my daughter share the same passion. And I’m really pleased that my daughter, as I’m not chasing the number still raised fish, and enjoy the process of fishing and enjoyed spending time outdoors. Because of the high employment joint attacks on reservoirs work we have, alas, infrequently. We are interested to try different gear and nozzle, to observe the nature of the bites, to test their “fisherman’s notions” and just sit on the shore… Today few parents know about the wonderful world of fishing and it can’t open it for their children. In this sense, we are very lucky.
But I digress. After a dozen caught each other’s fish bites the character has changed, and casts, despite a seemingly strong bite, leaving us with an empty hook. Strange, because in our tiny hook (I, and the number can not be called), easily clings to even the tiniest bleak.
But this little fish, as you know, owns the skill of knocking down the nozzle, even if on the hook bloodworms or small rain worm. Apparently, in this case it happened that way. Float abruptly went under the water, cutting brought empty hook. And is even more excited us, and at the same time disappointed. How many are possible attachments waste of lime?!
We decided to spread the bread of coils and small worm. The bread flew faster Motyl, a worm held out longer, but the catch is not brought. And we again switched to bloodworms.
Finally we managed to catch one of underwater thieves. She was quite a chubby little bleak, more like not a small roach. So that’s testing our patience for so long.
Subsequent bites brought in a row of two Ososkov. The minke whales caught confidently. Pull the hook accounted for using the extractor, to less traumatize the fish.
And suddenly the bite stopped. We really thought that for some reason fish lunch-dinner came to an end. However, after a twenty-minute pause fish meal resumed, and we also caught a few small fish.
Two hours flew by like five minutes. And although skovorodky instances and in this time has not pleased us, we were pleased with the fishing. A short pause allowed to be charged with good spirits and enrich our lives with pleasant emotions.
It was time to go home, the clock showed the ninth hour of the evening.
Finally, the daughter released the catch on the vent, spilling a bucket of fish someone left fanerku in which they slipped to her home, pulling on the end of the tails.
Younger fish, up to new meetings!
