1st June

Curse of the Mayweed

If where you should see crystal clear seas and pebbles you see tea, save your bait!

Met Russel at my bungalow, but had to meet him with the bad news that the session was likely to be doomed. I had been prawning earlier in the day, and the prawning had been good, with sizes up, but all the pools were swamped with the goo known as may weed. And with so much fibrous algae suspended in the water, the fish dont like to swim in it. We went to the intended venue, and fished for an hour, but with no bites coming where just a few days ealier a friend of mine had taken 28 fish in a session, it was time to move on. We popped over to the East arm of the marina but one look kept us moving. I decided to head up to the river Ouse. Although a long shot, I was at least fairly certain the algae wouldnt be a problem.

Russ long trotting the Ouse

As it happens a spot of river fishing isnt unknown to Russel, who is a mad keen Barbel angler recently made aware as to the possibilities of sea fishing. But the fish werent playing ball. I couldnt even get a schoolie to rise to the occasion. As the tide dropped away, we made one last desperation stop at a cliff mark, but found the brown goo in residence. So that was it. My first client session where we blanked this year, and my second in three years. Of course, I have offered Russel a complimentary re-enactment of the session as soon as the may weed is gone, as nobody blanks with fishyrob and gets away with it!!