In the 100m stretch leading up to the reeds, I caught 20-25 perch, all under 4ozs. All right down the edge. It was a-fish-a-chuck.
Upon reaching the reeds, I covered every inch of water. I spent a good hour trying out all kinds of lures, slow retrieve, fast retrieve, bump along the bottom, sink and draw, vertical jig, the lot. Result from 1 hour's thorough searching = a single perch taken on a 3" curlytail.
I was confused. Still, it was a nice evening just to be out fishing, and at least I'd caught some.
Heading back under the bridge to the car, I thought I'd have a few quick drops opposite some moored boats.
The next three casts produced two pike and another greedy perch. First pike was about 2.5 pounds.
The second was a fish of about 5-6lbs and took the lure as I was lifting it out of the water. It put up a crazy fight, tail-walking across the canal several times. I didn't think I was going to get it in, because I could see the lure was in one side of the mouth, and the line was coming out of the other. Fortunately the flourocarbon held, and so I ended the session on a high with the biggest fish of the day.
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