See attached Video of Cicely Mill at 06.30 on a beautiful Spring Morning
Today turned into a disapointment, things did'nt go as I expected. Everything at the Mill looked good for a briliant days fishing, I got the pegg I wanted, I felt I had the right bait and right tackle.
Things started off quite well, an hour after arriving I was into a nice little Tench of about 2lbs (the first of the year)and not long afterwards I was into a real zoo creature,for a couple of minutes it ran up and down and tried for the bushes a couple of times,and just as I thought I'd won, it smashed me.
That apart from one small Skimmer(see photo)that was it, for the day,not what I expected!
Reasons for a Disapointing Session
Everyone I spoke today at the Mill had a different reason why today had been so poor, a few people said "it was too bright" a few more said "the wind was in the wrong direction" a couple blamed it on the "cold overnight temperature". At one point,when a few of us "experts !" were stood around chatting I even found myself pushing forward a theory that "due to the extream and long winter we have just emerged from, nature including fish are late this year" I even sounded quite convincing, even I belived it! But when you think about it with cold logic,fishing is like that,some days,there's no reason,you just don't catch.
Loud Anglers
To finish off a less than enjoyable days fishing, there were two of the loudest and most annoying anglers I've have ever fished with!Not content with shouting the football result across the lake,they then proceded to argue,who's girlfriend was the fattest!,and it did'nt help that one of the two had a very anoying voice and used the worst language I've ever heard (don't get me wrong I'm no saint when it comes to choice language)but these two,every word was proceded with F***ING, It was mad I'd gone out to a georgous place for a nice days fishing,and I end up next to Chubby Brown!
One unusual aspect about fishing Cisely this weekend was the lack aeroplane noise,Cicely is not far from Manchester Airport and when the wind is in a certain direction, the planes fly right above the mill and it can be disturbing, but because of the Icelandic Valcano there was no flights out of Manchester airport all day, the only things flying were a pair of beautiful Buzzards.
I think I'll go to Rixton next weekend