Today was different though. It was my day off and when I awoke from slumber, one thought dominated. I just knew that a special fish needed to be my quarry today. I knew where it lived, I just had to have a try.
The weather was grim, great rolling clouds of dark grey, rain, thunder forecast, I waited. Occupying myself with the tackle set up near the doorway, I gazed at the blurred view at the trickling window. Waiting for a break, just enough to walk to where I needed to be. I waited until late afternoon.
Setting off over the river footbridge and through the sodden water meadow, I was soon on the towpath of the Grand Union Canal, it's a journey I take most days on my way to work. As I navigated safe passage across the cattle grid it occurred to me that I couldn't remember the last time I angled 'the cut'.
Walking past floating homes and holiday boats full of strange dialects and anglers with tales of woe, I trudged towards a quieter stretch.
On arrival I was pleased that only one other angler was near, a father with a couple of kids. They hadn't caught much...I set up anyway.
As the clouds rolled by a small hybrid came to hand, next cast another and so on for around seven casts. The father fishing further along gave me that look.
I was joined by a rather friendly Moorhen, which took a liking to my bait and stayed to watch me catch some rather nice perch.
You can see that by this time the other angler had hastily departed lest he be shown up in front of his kids by the man with the wooden rod.
Bites came fast and furious as I drew in a shoal of bream and even the sun poked it's head from behind the clouds.
A short while later the water started to move, I guessed the narrowboat had reached the lock. I was glad of the old Speedia, it allowed me to trot the canal....this is when it happened.
The float shot under and I struck to solid resistance and a spirited battle. Without much delay though, the fish was beaten. Here he is then, a most special capture..........
......my first gudgeon of the season. I love them so much.
With mission accomplished and joy in my heart, I immediately packed up and headed off home.