Friday, 28 September 2012

One for Dad

Dove barbel 8lb 6oz

I've spent a long time thinking about this post as it was Saturday 22nd September when the above barbel graced my net. It had been a few weeks since my last barbel and the seasons had changed distinctly since then. What was also significant about this date was my father passing away. He had fought that bastard disease cancer bravely for two years and never flinched from the battle. Not sure whether I'm going to write any more on this yet as it is taking some time to get my head round it. Rest in peace Dad, Trevor Cross 1934-2012.

Thursday, 20 September 2012

Autumn falls

 Yesterday evening I was back on the River Dove after work to catch the last of the light. It is rapidly closing in now as the season changes. Before long we will see the yellows, russets, and browns and autumn will be in full swing. My friend the chub showed up last night to save my blank.

Friday, 14 September 2012

Difficult Dove

I guess no-one thinks that this barbel fishing lark is easy but some times it can give you a right slap in the chops. No sign of the powerful river prince on my last few trips to the Dove. I'll keep trying as I know from talking to others that far more experienced anglers than I can go a good few trips blanking when in search of a bertie.

So some pictures of this delightful river to enjoy, it really does look a picture in the first flushes of autumn.

Also, there is still the chub to save the dreaded blank. I have caught six of these fish in my last few trips and they could all be from the same mould.