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The feeder died. Long live feeder!

The nature of this year presented an unexpected surprise in the form of early last winter, which allowed to start very early in the jig boat season. Which, in turn, is very pleased, but has broken a long-standing tradition to open the season of open water with feeder on Akhtuba.

And that’s already started dumping spring water on the hydro before the start of the ban was just a few days, and feeders and are dry in the fall. Disorder! Call son-in-law, for a couple of years he has a desire to go fishing, but the all stars don’t add up. And then just the day off tomorrow, he still wants and can even. Solved – check out in 3 nights. So maybe not all is lost!
Urgent fees for all garages feeder junk, purchase of bait, cooking porridge and 3 whole hours of sleep.

“Running fishing”

As I’ve calculated and tried, and arrived on the scene still is bright. People on the coast full of boats, tents, donkey. Welcome fisherman on the shore. He has five clubs with the fireflies and a handful of Podlasie in the cage, and is worth 3 hours yesterday.

Downstream was the free space just for two people – people of the night left. Stop there and begin to rassegnata.

I catch myself on two feeders, plus a third in-law you need to collect until the snap hook, and then tell the basics of feeder fishing tactics, techniques of casting and playing fish. Then I started “running fishing”. I walked along the shore, measured out the distance cast one feeder, then clipsville on the second level. Several times went in the distilled away from the shore the car, just in the direction of the mark. Then did the same mark for cast in-law. Then I perelitsovyvat both your feeder at this point. Then I realized that something I did wrong, and repeated the procedure. In General, were pretty and in the end, I realized one thing – to go out of the house I had an hour or two early. And still would not have time to prepare before sunrise.

Feeder not Donk – to feed!

A few words about the bait. I cook fish a real budget: barley Yes wheat for volume, corn grits Yes Jacki for smaller factions. Before roasted the seeds and turned to dust, they give a funky flavor at minimal cost, but now have become lazy. I go to the store and buy a ready to dust the bait-rassypuha.

With the feeder I did not go long and with the amount of ingredients, and even three feeder, missed that it was found already out fishing when the batch of bait. Usually I carry a bag all the fish food, but this check out anything “superfluous” did not take. In the end, complicit spare Jacki pack and both packs purchased bait. The flavor turned out awesome, but not enough!

Double-crack

The morning was quiet. I zakopala your “Fishfinder” with 135-g trough at the distance of the Aryan cast. Second, Fishfinder I gave the son-in-law, in the secret hope that he will not manage to break this club up to 200 g test. Myself second-collected vanadium-390″ to 140 g. the bird Feeder set smaller, and in General he coped with a given distance casting. Tellingly, the release from beginning to peck and peck confidently. Brother-in-law zakopala meters closer to 8, but ultimately did not throw to there and more than half of the day were content with the occasional capture of sabrefish.

The higher rose the sun, the stronger the wind purged until finally he moved into a dense strong wind, blowing exactly in my face. To break such a wind has become difficult and at close range do not bite. Had to invest his whole body in Aryan cast, until I heard a suspicious “BRR”. Yes well nafig?! This is a stiff cudgel! But the stick was examined and nothing suspicious was found. Next cast “HRRRR” was repeated louder. A closer inspection revealed the source – crumbled all the glue on the butt joint of the knee with the handle under the reel seat, and knee split in two. Didn’t even know there was another junction, I thought the whole butt. In General, the ladle broke the Russian athlete. Had the vanadium-390 to take a seat out-of-game Fishfinder, and the vacant seat to put in the system vanadium-360. Though he is the same at the stated test, like its big brother (140 g), but is actually much softer and weak.

The wind rises, son-in-law has long throws as it will, and afraid to break the feeder, and just not being able to perform the correct Aryan cast. But I know how! And perform! Or rather, did until I heard on the cast “WHACK” and saw like half of the feeder flies against the wind and my desire after the trough. Vanadium-390 also went the distance, broke right above the previous repair bandage. Yeah, flimsy feeder is now gone, he does not stand my passion.

And again, the battle continues…

The remaining vanadium younger one had to take the rap for senior weak-malingerers. And the bait was initially not enough. Three feeder it would not be enough, but two managed end-to-end to stretch to the end of fishing. Maggot is also strange quickly ran out, the feeling that it became much less put in a jar.

The fish still managed to overfeed close to the shore. Was podavlyat of Podlasie and son-in-law. Was some point that I have nearly the bite cut off, only had time to run to him with the landing net. At the end of fishing, when bait began to save very much, filling only half of the trough, and then throwing the empty feeder, the bite has naturally deteriorated and then stopped altogether. No bait – no fish!

Lasik was medium-sized, up to kila, slipped salancik, dumancic, ASEC, lupulescu, sabrefish. Decoration of fishing was satanic 1.3 kg. its the Norm I’m even a bit exceeded. Son-in-law caught much less, but for a debut pretty good. Now considering to buy a feeder. I’m now also thinking how to fix your.

Traditions are observed, fishing is good!
 

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