CoachingJuly 19, 2009 9:08 pm

I have just got back from a day’s coaching at Black Park in Slough. The day was funded and organised by the Environment Agency and was open to the public who were given half an hour of free coaching with one of the five coaches who attended.

The fishing was hard, with very few bites. My first student was an Asian lady who fished instead of her daughter who refused to have anything to do with the sport due to a fear of electric eels. Her mum had one bite which resulted in twenty feet of elastic being pulled out of my pole before the hook length parted.

The rest of the day continued in a downhill direction until my last student, a young lady named Lauren, who hooked and landed a fine 4lb male Tench, with a little help from me.

Lauren with her 4lb Tench
Lauren and her 4lb male Tench

My gratitude goes to fellow coach Kevin, who not only netted the fish for us but took this excellent photo as well.

Update:
I had a lovely email from Stewart, Lauren’s dad earlier today and he has kindly agreed to let me post it here, along with additional photos from Matt Hart at the Environment Agency:

Here are the pictures of you and Lauren at Black Park yesterday afternoon.

Lauren holding a tench at Black Park.

Another shot of Lauren holding that magnificent tench.
Lauren and her “fish of a lifetime”!

Thank you for your patience and expertise, she loved the experience as you can tell by the photos.

Please do feel free to use them as you wish, but do send me the link of your blog, so as we can show all of our friends!

Thank you again for making a little girl, very very happy.

Stewart also forwarded an email from Matt Hart, Technical Officer (Fisheries) from the Environment Agency who hosted the event (and took the two photos above). Here’s a snippet:
As I mentioned yesterday, Lauren’s tench really is a fish of a lifetime. I’ve never caught a tench that big and a number of my colleagues that are really keen coarse anglers are now planning trips to Black Park to catch some tench.
It’s when you get days like yesterday, meet people like Stewart and Lauren and receive such positive feedback that make the early mornings and long drives worth every minute.

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CoachingJune 10, 2009 5:04 pm

It is ten years this month since I completed my PAA coaching course at Brooksby College in Leicestershire and I have been thinking back over those years and how my coaching has developed. I have been very lucky to have been able to turn my lifelong hobby (some would say obsession) into a business and another career was the last thing I was looking for when I retired from the Police but I am now working five days a week, often weekends as well.

The coaching now falls into three categories - taster days usually for the Environment Agency; Local Government work and private work, often through my website. I would like to share some examples with you over the next few posts and I will start here in reverse order.

My private work is funded by the students concerned (or their parents if they are minors) and usually is the result of enquiries through the website, although sometimes by recommendation from tackle shops. These students fall into three categories - beginners who have never fished before; returners who maybe fished when they were younger and for some reason left the sport and the more experienced angler who wants to learn a new skill or fish a new venue.

One of my favourite courses is to teach young people and their parents together and I recently taught a father and son, Colin and Joe, on a fishery very local to me. Frobury Farm is a little over a mile as the crow flies from my home and a nice change from my usual one hour drive to “work”

Joe and his first fish

They were able to learn together with just a little competetive edge but encouraging and helping each other at the same time.

Colin and his first fish

Father and son

This sport is perfect for a father and son to share and hopefully Colin will be able to share it with his grandchildren as well.

Joe and another carp

Colin and his carp

A very enjoyable day and I wonder if Joe realises what a great dad he has.

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Coaching 5:03 pm

Local Government work can be very challenging as it often involves young people with problems but recently I am getting more and more schools using my courses as a reward for good behavior with all the other pupils. Sometimes I have just one student at a time and sometimes a small group of up to four. In the latter case, when not everyone likes to handle maggots or fish, I am often rushing about all day unhooking fish and re-baiting hooks. This is particularly true if they are all catching lots of fish and I choose my venues very carefuly to try and ensure they do.

One of my favourite venues is Royal Berkshire Fisheries in Winkfield near Windsor. This is a series of three lakes full of fish and coveniently close to Slough where a lot of my Local Government work is currently located.

Young girl with a roach

Two lads with roach

Another young lady with a nice roach

These photos show that the venue has a good head of roach, sometimes a single young angler can catch twenty or thirty as well as some big perch.

Young lad with a very nice rudd

Young lad with a carp

The fishery sometimes produces a really nice rudd and carp are always on the cards, but beware, the cafe in the background is closed on Mondays.

I also did some work (I can’t help laughing every time I use that word) with a school from Wallingford in Oxfordshire at a new venue Orchid Lakes where I was ably assisted by Nick Watkins.

Young lad with a rudd

Young lad with a small bream

Young lad with a nice tench

Few fish were caught by the eight students and I was disappointed with the fishery as I was assured by the manager when I visited it a month before that it was full of silver fish. On top of being charged £10 per student there was another cost. It mentions on the website that…

As an added service to anglers, transport is made available to take you and your tackle to your chosen swim

…but it doesn’t mention that it costs £3 per angler, nor was it mentioned on my first visit.

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Coaching 5:03 pm

Taster days are designed to introduce new anglers to the sport and are organised on a fishery by the owners or controlling club and are usually well publicised in the local press. They are funded by the Environment Agency and organised by the old (now defunct) NFA but it is hoped that the Angling Development Board will take over soon. A group of coaches set up around the fishery and are sent a member of the public or two for a period of twenty minutes free coaching.

They can be very hectic but great fun and a chance to fish new venues or old favourites. One recent one was held at Sparsholt Agricultural College near Winchester where their Fisheries Studies Department have created their own lake and stocked it generously. This is only normally fished by the students and their guests and is an opportunity not to miss. I managed to get a place on both days this year and took my assistant Tayler Clark.

Tayler\'s first stillwater barbel

He caught his first stillwater barbel as well as a thirteen pound carp on a float.

Tayler\'s big carp

I even managed a carp on the float using a centrepin as well as a lot of bream.

Me with a float caught carp

One of the other coaches brought a young lad who caught the first golden tench I had ever seen in the wild - I would have swapped that for my carp any day of the week!

Young lad with a golden tench

The days are really for the public and that is really where the rewards are, look at the size of these roach.

Young girl with a large roach

Young lad with a very nice roach

Another young lad with a very nice roach

Unfortunately this lad didn’t want to hold his carp so some old publicity hound held it for him.

Reluctant carp fisherman

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CoachingApril 20, 2009 10:30 am

Once again my tackle store come workshop has become a victim to my untidy nature and I have been having trouble just moving about in there, let alone looking for things. It was time to call in my tidy up expert Tayler Clark who happened to be on Easter holidy from college. He came to stay for four days and expressed an interest in learning to fly fish.

We could not fish the rivers due to the close season, so I took him to Moorhen Trout Fishery which is set in the beautiful Meon valley in Hampshire. This is not the type of fly fishing that I usually do, being a still water but is the ideal place to take a beginner. The banks are kept well cut, there are not too many trees to catch the beginner’s back cast and these places are usually well stocked.

On Thursday morning we arrived at the fishery to find the staff very helpful and I began Tayler’s first casting lesson on a large lawned area beside the lodge. I have been coaching Tayler for nearly eight years and he is already an accomplished caster with a fixed spool reel and coarse tackle but he found fly casting a very steep learning curve. However, within thirty minutes or so he had grasped the basics and was ready for a fly with a hook instead of the piece of wool he had been practicing with.

On the lake he struggled with his timing as all beginners do but was soon casting a long enough line to fish with and we worked on the finer points of his technique and his timing throughout the day. Unfortuately the fish did not cooperate, probably due to my inexperience in fly choice but he did get two takes and a couple of follows which were enough to generate enthusiasm for this branch of our sport. His casting improved by leaps and bounds through out the session and as we packed up at the end of the day we were discussing what to do the next day, the owner told Tayler that as he had not caught he now had a £10 credit towards his next ticket. This made his mind up and he wanted to come back in the following morning.

I telephoned Keith Dipper a friend of mine who is a fly fishing coach and asked him if he would come the next day to polish Tayler’s casting and try and make sure he caught a fish.

On Friday morning we picked Keith up at his home beside the river Itchen in Winchester and drove to Moorhen once more. I paid for all the tickets since we were partially using Keiths coaching skills and I decided to fish as well. Tayler must have been practicing in his sleep or at least thinking hard about what he had learnt the day before because his casting was much improved apart from the occasional lapse of concentration. Keith was very surprised that he had only touched a fly rod for the first time the day before.

Small black buzzers were the going fly and Tayler caught his first trout under Keith’s guidance, it weighed two and a quarter pounds and my warnings about the speed of these rainbow trout had not prepared him for the vigorous fight.

Tayler\'s first trout on the fly

His second trout was four ounces bigger.

Tayler\'s second trout on the fly

I was fishing with a lighter five weight outfit as I do not own the same range of fly fishing tackle as I do coarse tackle and this four pound rainbow took quite a while to bank.

Me with 4lb trout

When I add these two days to another good day at Marsh Farm it was a pretty good week.

3lb 6oz Crucian caught at March Farm, April 2009
A three pound six ounce Crucian carp caught at Marsh Farm it was one of two caught both over three pounds on a size twenty hook to two pound line.

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CoachingApril 10, 2009 9:28 pm

I have just got home from a long, difficult coaching session and I found the following email waiting amongst the usual load of spam.

Hi Martin,

You probably don’t remember me and my son Charlie. You tutored Charlie on two fishing trips, the first at Thorpe where I brought a friend’s son with us. The second trip was to a lake in the Wokingham/Arborfield area, where you spent all day making sure charlie caught fish and enjoyed himself (I had fun that day too!).

Well to cut a long story short, I finally gave up with the golf clubs and decided to take up fishing again properly. Initially this was because I now live 50 yards from the beach in Rustington West Sussex and I was gifted some sea fishing tackle. However I recently purchased a job lot of coarse tackle from ebay and I now do both types of angling.
The great tution that you gave Charlie in those two sessions meant that he was keen to come coarse fishing with me and we had our first expedition together on Wednesday at a local day ticket water (Passies Ponds). I have always been sport mad but Charlie never really enjoyed any of the sports and so it has always been difficult to find something that him and I can both do together. It was therefore a very special day for me. It couldn’t have started any better, Charlie caught an 8lbs Mirror first cast! This was followed by 5 Bream up to 5lbs. The highlight of the day came toward the end of our session when Charlie caught an 18lb 2oz Common! He did everything himself, playing the fish beautifully on 10lbs line, a size 10 hook and using a 1.5lb test curve quiver rod. All through the 10 minute fight he kept saying “Martin told me to keep the rod up, Martin told me not to panic, Martin told me………..etc etc. I have attached a picture (he wasn’t confident enough to pick the fish up and didn’t want to hurt it!)

18lb 2oz carp

Thanks to the introduction to the sport that you gave him, we now have a hobby that we can share together for a long time.

Many thanks

Terry Clark

Makes the whole thing worthwhile.

It’s great to hear from you Terry - I found this picture of you taken on my course - Charlie’s carp is it a bit bigger, isn’t it?!

Terry at Longmoor with carp

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CoachingMarch 9, 2009 7:08 pm

On Sunday I drove up to the river Colne to Little Britain at the request of Hillingdon Council to provide coaching sessions on the river. This is usually a summer event but this year they wanted to hold an additional one in the winter. The format is similar to the days I do with the Environment Agency in that beginners book in and I give them a twenty minute taster session. This is much more challenging on a river than on the usual stillwater.

The weather was not kind and the river was quite low and clear but this could not be helped as the event was planned weeks ago so I did my best to try and show absolute beginners the intricacies of trotting a float, starting first with a whip then with a rod and one of those horrible closed face reels. To give these youngsters a centrepin reel would be a receipe for disaster.

Time after time various students trotted the float down the river without sucess so I set up a feeder rod and cast a maggot feeder upstream into the weir pool. Once the youngsters had tried trotting for a while I sat them next to the feeder rod whilst some one else had a go with the float.

The only fish caught by my proteges was a bream of about four pounds, which put quite a strain on the light feeder rod meant for roach and dace.

Four pound Colne bream

During the day one of the council staff showed me a picture of a fish he had caught from the same stretch a few days previously.

Big Colne chub

It weighed 7lbs 2oz and was caught on 2lbs 10ozs hook length - well done John!

The day ended in torrential rain driven by the high wind. How I’m looking forward to the summer…

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CoachingMarch 3, 2009 4:44 pm

Nature has just reminded us what winters should be like at this latitude and the whole country collapsed. I had to cancel several coaching sessions and change my winter fishing plans. That amount of snow is only enjoyed by children and dogs, certainly not by drivers.

Our dogs in the snow 2

Once it had melted I resumed my coaching and was able to renew old friendships and make some new ones - these young ladies from a school in Slough had their first taste of our wonderful sport and caught their first fish too.

Young lady with her best roach

Young lady with her first fish

Young lady with her first tiny fish

Longmoor Fishery near Wokingham recovered very quickly and produced carp, tench and rudd just as if it wasn’t Winter and this year’s “ice age” had never happened.

Ben\'s first tench

Ben\'s first carp

I also took some old friends to Longmoor and they had their first pole fishing experience.

Lee with pole caught carp

PJ with his first pole caught tench

Aidan with small tench

A friend of mine called Danny has also had some good sport since the thaw, starting off with this fine river Kennet barbel at 13lbs 8oz.

Danny with 13-8 kennet barbel

He has also had a good chub from the Dorset Stour and some big grayling to 2lbs 5oz from the river Itchen.

Danny with 5-12 Stour chub

5lb 12oz Chub

Danny with Itchen Grayling

All I could manage was one windy day on the Hampshire Avon with Nick Watkins that was too windy to float fish and I lent Nick my feeder rod, so apart from a couple of minnows who aren’t so fussy about bait presentation, I blanked. Nick caught some chub and a nice roach, on my rod, the only feeder rod we had with us! Get my drift?

The Mr. Nice Guy theme continues!

Yesterday I took one of my early students for a day chub fishing on the river Thames near Windsor. I first taught him about eight years ago and he has become a very capable angler.

I have searched my photo archives and found an early picture of Russell with his first Crucian Carp, taken in 2002.

Russell with hsi first crucian

As this was not a normal coaching session I fished as well, albeit in the next swim, so that we could catch up on old times. I caught the first three fish - 5lbs 2ozs, 5lb13ozs and 5lb 14ozs - but as Russell was not getting many bites I moved him into my swim for the last couple of hours.

5lb 14oz Thames chub

5lbs 14ozs Thames chub

We had both been fishing with heavy maggot feeders with short hook lengths, casting to the far bank and I was impressed with his casting accuracy - I must have done a good job all those years ago! I had stopped fishing as there was not enough room for two rods in the swim I had been fishing.

Russell hooked a very powerful fish but the rods I had provided were Shimano Technium Specialists with three ounce carbon quiver tips and with ten pound braided main line with 6lb co polymer hook lengths, to size 14 Drennan Super Spades, he was able to keep it out of the tree roots. Once in mid river the fight was a formality and the fish rolled into the net.

Russell with 6lbs 13ozs Thames chub

It weighed 6lbs 13oz.

At this stage I would like to point out that Danny travelled all the way to Throop Fisheries on the Dorset Stour and I believe stayed a couple of days, to catch a 5lb 12oz chub and we caught three chub bigger than that half an hour from his home!

Serves him right for catching a bigger barbel than I have ever caught.

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CoachingDecember 12, 2008 12:48 pm

Back in September I posted the result of my quest for a catfish and I spoke of a coach I had met called Nick Watkins who had helped make my dream come true. On one of our coaching days near Winchester he had mentioned that he had yet to catch a grayling and as he was camping near the river Itchen I gave him a few pointers and he caught his first one, although only a small fish. I had promised him a trip to the Lower Itchen Fishery but our various coaching commitments made this impossible until yesterday. Nick wanted to bring a friend of his, Rob from Brighton, who had never caught a Grayling and we arranged to meet at Winchester services on the M3.

I owed Nick a favour for his Catfish expertise which helped me achieve one of my goals and I was determined to help him catch a big Grayling. I awoke yesterday morning with flu-like symptoms and really didn’t want to venture out into what was a very cold and frosty morning, but the boys would already be on their way and it had been so difficult to organise a day that suited us all, that I made my way to the meeting place. At the service station I watched Nick eat a cooked breakfast without being able to face one myself (a measure of just how rough I was feeling) and we were on the fishery by 9 a.m.

The ground was frozen solid and the banks were white with frost but I was confident we would catch Grayling and we started to set up the tackle. Neither of my guests had done much river fishing, both being of “the carp persuasion” but Nick had a match rod he uses for coaching and had bought a cheap centrepin on my recommendation, he had even wound the line on backwards the way I suggest. It’s a wonderful thing to have disciples.

Rob had no such tackle and I lent him a centrepin and a fifteen foot match rod and once I had shown them how to set the float up I put them in a couple of likely swims and showed them the basics of trotting a float in very fast water.

Nick trotting from a platform

His first grayling was tiny

Nick caught on first trot down as did his mate Rob.

Rob playing a grayling

robs first grayling

Nick’s next grayling was a little bigger than his first.

nick with a better grayling

Grayling are very strong fish and very difficult to hold and Nick soon had his first lesson in Freestyle Grayling Wrestling.

grayling are hard to hold

They also fight very hard on the hook and nearly always have to be nursed back to normal before release.

Grayling must be nursed

Towards the end of the afternoon I moved Nick up to the top of the fishery and managed to find him a shoal of bigger fish.

Nick with 2lb grayling

This fish weighed exactly two pounds and in terms of a percentage of the record is equivalent to a twenty five pound carp.

2lob 5oz grayling

This is the fish I was looking for for Nick, it weighed two pounds five ounces and is a very large grayling indeed.

Both anglers enjoyed themselves and learned a lot despite me not being at my best due to the bug that was by this time ravaging my system. I did very little fishing myself but my day was made by the success of my two “carp fishermen”.

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CoachingOctober 28, 2008 8:57 pm

Today I took Tayler to the Predator Lake on the Wasing Estate the scene of many great days coaching but due to a very hard frost last night I was not expecting much sucess.

We set up dead baiting rods and Tayler went on a wander with a spinning rod. I caught the first pike about eight pounds after which nothing happened for four long hours. I changed one of the baits for a larger roach and popped it up a few inches in case it would be hidden in the weed.

In the late afternoon the sky darkened, the temperature plummeted and the sleet that the weatherman had threatened looked imminent. We started to pack up and I was regretting not letting Tayler take that first run. Suddenly, the rod with the popped up roach had the line pulled out of the drop back clip and the alarm sounded. I was dismantling one of the other rods so he picked up the rod, engaged the bale arm, tightened and struck. The rod arched over and the slipping clutch screamed, this was a big fish I thought and this was soon confirmed when the biggest pike I have seen from this lake took to the air and tail walked.

Tayler had a look of mixed terror and joy on his face but soon gained control of the fish. I must be a very good coach!

After a vigorous struggle the fish came to the net it was huge - it weighed twenty two pounds five ounces - his biggest fish ever.

The sky blackened, the rain and sleet started in earnest and a half an hour later we were on our way home with a car full of soaking tackle but a day we will both remember for a long time.

Tayler with his biggest fish ever.

Update.
I have just found a picture of Tayler’s first pike that must date back to the year 2000. It was caught on my first pike handling course and looking at the two pictures together just makes me feel good.

Tayler and his first pike.

We both got a mention when Tayler’s recent picture was shown on Keith Arthur’s programme on Sky Sports last night and modesty forbids me repeating the kind words Keith said about me.

Further update.

I have just heard from Tayler, he has received a “goodies pack” from Tight lines containing assorted pike floats, hooks and traces. Well done Skysports.

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Catch reports, Coaching 7:43 pm

This week I have have one of my students staying with me for half term, I have been coaching Tayler since he was seven and have become firm friends with his family. He has become an accomplished young angler and is good company. On Monday, his first day, I took him on my first visit to the Lower Itchen Fishery this season. He fishes with a centrepin and can trot a float as well as many much older anglers.

I have mentioned in a previous post how the river suffered a disastrous fish kill a couple of summers ago and this year I was hoping to see a great improvement. I was not disappointed!

We split up after I had watched him catch his first fish, which he did about his third trot down.

Talker with Itchen grayling

You can see in the picture above that he even winds the line onto his reel backwards the same as I do.

Tayler trotting for Itchen grayling

We caught about forty grayling each during the day and both had at least one two pounder.

Me with 2lb grayling

Tayler with 2lb Itchen grayling

The river has improved greatly and although it is still not as good as it was a few years ago, we had a wonderful day.

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CoachingSeptember 21, 2008 6:20 pm

Well it’s been a whole year since we made the move to Paradise and that’s a lot of water that has flowed under a lot of bridges (did anyone else notice what a wet summer it was?). One of the advantages to living so central to so much good fishing is that we get a few guests to stay and one of those has been Martin James, an old friend of Gordon Scott, who I first met at a Barbel Society Conference about ten or more years ago, just before Gordon died.

Martin is an angling writer and broadcaster who travels all over the world. He is also a great angler but probably a greater raconteur and this last year I have been very lucky to have spent several evenings in his company, listening to his wonderful stories and experiences. He has met so many of the wonderful, old time, anglers who have had such an influence on my sport over the years and I never tire of his tales of such people as Richard Walker, Jack Hargreaves and Fred J Taylor.

Martin has been very supportive of the work I do with young people and was kind enough to interview me for his radio programme on BBC Radio Lancashire, you can listen to the interview until 7pm on Thursday 25th September after which I hope to have downloaded it to this post.

Go to the Radio Lancashire home page and click on the Listen Again button (top right) (this opens a popup window) then choose “At the Water’s Edge” from the “A-Z OF ALL SHOWS” listing. The interview starts at about 08:50.

When the programme has been replaced by next week’s, I’ll put the interview here for listening or downloading.

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CoachingAugust 3, 2008 8:57 pm

Last week I took a father and his two sons to Frobury Farm for a basic lesson. Billy is already a great fan of country sports and is keen that his sons should share his enthusiasm but as his knowledge of coarse fishing is limited he contacted me to teach them. He has arranged for them to have shooting lessons as well.

Frobury is now very local to me infact it was during my search for Frobury Farm, a few years ago that I discovered the village that we are now so happy in.

The fishery once again came up with the goods and between them the lads had nearly a hundred fish. Carp, tench, rudd and perch and although Billy did not fish much(coarse fishing not really being his thing) he got fully involved with the lesson.

Frobury tench

 Frobury carp

Another Frobury carp

Dad acting as ghillie for his sons

family shot

I wonder if these lads realise what a great Dad they have?

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Coaching 8:56 pm

As I have mentioned before, I do quite a lot of work with schools in Slough and most of this is with total beginners, one such lad, Bilal, made the Anglers Mail with a perch he caught on his first lesson with me. He was fishing with a five metre whip without elastic, two and three quarter pound hook length and a size sixteen hook with two red maggots. The venue was one of my new favourites, Royal Berkshire Fisheries at Windsor that I have been visiting a lot over the last eighteen months. It has plenty of small fish and is very close to Slough.

It was the first time he had ever held a rod yet on his first cast he hooked this fish and bullied it to the surface and screamed for me as he dragged it across the top. I saw the size of it, grabbed the nearby landing net and scooped it up before it realised it was hooked. It weighed three pounds three ounces.

Three pound three ounce perch

He looks justifiably pleased but I think it may be sometime before he realises just how lucky he was.

Keith Arthur was also kind enough to give this catch a mention on his Sky Sports programme Tight Lines.

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Coaching 8:56 pm

I have had two days on the river Kennet this season teaching general river fishing but especially float fishing with a centrepin. This is becoming more popular thanks to that nice Mr. Wilson and his TV programmes but he is such an excellent angler that he makes centrepin fishing look so easy. People watch him having so much fun and then go out and buy a centrepin reel, only to find they are quite tricky to master. That’s when they come to me.

The chub were obliging after a little practice but very few small silver fish were showing and the barbel refused to co operate totally to a moving bait.

Chub caught on a centrepin

Another chub caught on a centrepin

Rob caught the best roach I have seen from the Kennet for a while and couldn’t really understand why I was so excited about it, it bodes so well for the future this being quite a young fish.

roach caught on a centrepin

We had to revert to legering to catch Alf these barbel.

Alf with a kennet barbel

Alf with another kennet barbel

Both guys had a great day and were fun to teach.

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Coaching, Places to fish 8:55 pm

This Summer I have been very busy coaching alongside my colleagues from the NFA often in conjunction with the Environment Agency at various fisheries in the South of England. The days are organised by the fishery in question and the EA provide the necessary support and fund a group of NFA coaches. These events are usually well publicised locally and the general idea is to encourage beginners to try fishing for the first time under the guidance of a qualified coach for a short taster session of about half an hour.

The beginners are often provided with a starter pack at the end of their session, complete with a whip and a ready made rig. These days are great fun, involving a close interaction with various members of the public, often helping them to catch their first fish and provide me with a chance to fish different venues most of which I wouldn’t visit otherwise.

One such venue is Sparsholt Agricultural College where the Fishery Studies department have developed their own, very exclusive coarse fishing lake. They held an open day on the last week end of April and we were involved in our usual role. I set up my usual coaching kit, a composite pole (I don’t cry if it gets broken) with a number eight elastic and was soundly smashed on my second cast, the carp were obviously bigger than I expected. However once the public turned up the bigger carp stopped feeding and great sport was had by all the novices.

Young lad with his first fish

Another lad with his first carp

Lad with a better fish

Another such event was held in Bordon, Hampshire at Kingsley Pond organised by Oakhanger Angling Club and is one of the prettiest venues I have ever visited.

Kingsley pond

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CoachingMay 21, 2008 3:13 pm

Spring arrived in the second week of May and as most of the passes were open at last, Jan and I decided to harness up the dogs and make a trip to the Vale of York.

Daisy and Dylan

The dog team.

I had volunteered to help my old friend, fellow PAA coach and more importantly, my accountant, Graham Walker to run a charity match in aid of the Alzheimer’s Society. Graham, his wife Anne and her sisters have already raised over £5000 for the charity and Anne is planning to do a sponsored walk on the Great Wall of China. See here for more details of Anne’s trek.

We arrived in Graham’s delightful village, Newton upon Derwent at midday and I was whisked off to see the fishery and visit a couple of tackle dealers. The shops were very generous with their donations, particularly Thompsons in Murton who told us to help ourselves to £100 worth of tackle from their shelves and then added two rods to our haul.

Here is a list from Graham of all who supported us:

Pool Bridge Farm let us use two lakes
Martech (UK) gave us the prize money
The Environment Agency provided a rod & reel for every novice
Cormoran provided a keep net for everyone plus a few good prizes and some Muckboots
Dynamite - loads of bait etc
Roy Marlow gave us a day for two at the Glebe
Thompsons in Murton let Martin Porter and me do a trolley dash for prizes and then gave us two rods
York tackle gave bait, a rod and other stuff
Joe Traves provided the meat for a barbecue for 80 people
Bruno, Derek North and Martin Porter came to support the event - I’d have struggled without them
The thirty five contestants, some of whom had to go to the pub every night to sign up new sponsors

and finally, when his mates had gone home, the winner of the £200 first prize in the “proper” match came around to donate his winnings - Chris Kendall, what a gent!

The matches, one for experienced anglers and one for beginners, were held at Pool Bridge Farm and my job was to help the beginners by providing coaching and tackle if needed. There were lots of prizes and a raffle so all the beginners went home with something.

The admin table

Graham and the fishery owners

The weather was very kind to us, if a little too hot and everyone caught fish.

The winner with a carp

This lad went on to win the beginners match

Not all the beginners were youngsters and Bernard caught this fine tench and the first still water barbel I have seen.

Bernard and a tench

Bernard and a barbel

He certainly had a wonderful day, taking second prize and we all finished the day with a wonderful barbeque.

Graham and Anne are bird lovers and they have a barn owl that has been rescued but can never be returned to the wild since she would be very unlikely to survive. She lives in a special cage with room to fly and the privacy of an enclosed box in which to sleep. She’s very much still a wild animal and in no way tame. It was a great moment, sat in the darkness of Graham’s conservatory, to wait for the owl to make an appearance each evening at about 9 p.m.

Fawn coloured barn owl with beautiful markings.

You can see a larger version of the picture here.

We left late Sunday morning intending to return home in a leisurely fashion but made a diversion through Chesterfield to look at my old stamping ground. We had lunch just outside on the road to Matlock in a pub called The Three Horseshoes in Spitewinter - the food was better than we had dared hope considering that we stopped at the first place we liked the look of. It was probably the best Sunday lunch I have ever eaten and I would recommend it to anyone both for the quality of food and the excellent, friendly service.

A wonderful weekend with many thanks to Graham and Anne for their hospitality.

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CoachingMarch 12, 2008 11:06 pm

Last weekend I went to Londonderry with the PAA as guests of the Loughs Agency on their two day Angling Fair. The idea was to show them our style of coaching as they are in the process of establishing their own coaching network. Unfortunately there was no water available on the site so all the physical activities such as casting had to be done on grass and various other activities were carried out in a marquee. Derek North had asked me to teach basic fly casting ( a subject I was a little rusty in). Waggler and feeder casting were also covered outside.

me teaching fly casting

Coaching a young fly fisherman

Teaching waggler casting

Coaching waggler casting

teaching feeder casting

Coaching feeder casting

Inside the tent tables had been arranged around the walls and pike, pole, carp and general coarse fishing as well as sea fishing and fly tying, demonstrations were given.

tying sea fishing rigs

Teaching how to tie sea fishing rigs

Teaching pole fishing

Pole fishing instruction

teaching fly tying

Fly tying instruction

fly tying student

Flytying student

carp rig clinic

Carp rig clinic

underwater insects

Youngsters being shown insects and crustaceans

The Loughs Agency complex in Londonderry is very impressive and we were all very jealous of their facilities, especially the displays under a domed roof concerning the salmon, its life style and environment. We were made very welcome by everyone we met and apparently our contribution was well received by the public who seemed to flock to the site despite the showers. The Broomhill hotel we stayed in was very comfortable, the food excellent and the service superb. The picture below shows what they had to put up with but it gives no indication of the weird senses of humour that the hotel staff will probably tell their grandchildren about.

The PAA Team

The team

The only letdown in the whole experience was the travelling. I left home at 3.15 a.m. on Friday morning and drove to Pershore near Worcester with Lee Blundell. Here we met Derek North who had organised the whole thing. With several other coaches we piled into a mini bus and a van and drove to near Preston where we picked up some more coaches. Then on to Scotland where near Lockerbie we picked up two more of the team and on to Stranraer for the ferry. A very fast crossing on the Seacat took us to Belfast with only the drive right across Ulster to Londonderry to complete.

We set up the stands for the next day at the Loughs Agency and finally reached the hotel at 9.30pm where they offered us a full dinner menu without batting an eye. After two days of coaching we were worried about the return journey, as the weather forecast was full of gale warnings and we were convinced that the ferry would be cancelled. The gales failed to materialise and the return journey went without a hitch… but still took nearly fourteen hours.

Great fun, a great welcome, wonderful people and good company! What more could you want?

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CoachingMarch 3, 2008 11:15 am

In the middle of last week Aidan and I returned to the river Thames, the scene of his recent triumphs and found the river flowing a little stronger but still in perfect condition. The method was the same as on his first visit but this time he was equipped with a more powerful rod, the Shimano Specialist that I had used on my last visit. After the usual half a dozen casts with maggots in the feeder and no hook length just to get some feed into the swim I fitted the same short, five and a half pound hook length and baited the size fourteen hook with three maggots.

I cast the feeder into the usual spot and we sat back and waited. Nothing happened for about an hour, despite about six recasts with the feeder refilled and I began to wonder if the fish had become wary of the short hook length. I then lengthened the hook length to four feet to place the baited hook well away from the feeder in what the fish may well consider to be a safer area, the next cast resulted in a sharp pull on the tip and the usual drop back bite.

Aidan lifted the rod and bullied the fish away from the far bank roots as I had shown him. The fish weighed four pounds ten ounces.

The next fish was a monster at six pounds five ounces and took all of Aidan’s newly learned skills to keep it out of the many snags on the far bank. This is a huge fish for a fifteen year old lad and only an ounce below my best chub.

6lb 5oz chub for Aidan

The last fish of the day was five pound fourteen ounces, making his two day total of chub up to six, four of which were over five pounds.

I don’t think he yet realises how lucky he has been!

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Catch reports, CoachingFebruary 24, 2008 6:41 pm

For the last couple of months I have been working with a young lad called Aidan who is becoming a very keen angler. In order to broaden his experience I have been teaching him to trot a float on the tiny river Bourne at Twynersh. He has caught some small roach, perch and dace but whilst I was demonstrating the technique I hooked a small chub of about a pound which particularly interested him as it was the biggest fish we had caught from the river. When I explained that this was in fact quite a tiny chub he became even more intrigued and I decided it was time for a session on a bigger river in search of some more challenging chub fishing.

He is not quite ready for the problems involved in fishing small rivers like the Kennet where when even a medium chub is hooked the angler must be very quick and decisive in his response to prevent the fish reaching the snags it will be all too familiar with. This is the sort of intimate river fishing I have preferred for many years and so my repertoire of suitable venues to suit his requirements was some what limited. There was one place on the Thames I fished about fifteen years ago that gave me my first Chub over five pounds and I knew that the river had fined down from the recent floods and would be in perfect condition.

Last Tuesday I took Aidan, with some trepidation, to the river Thames just below Windsor to see if the chub were still there. The method I had chosen was ledgering with a maggot filled block end feeder, the method I had always used in the past but this time the main line on the reel was ten pound Fireline braid instead of ordinary monofilament that I would have used in the past. The reason for the braid was better bite indication due to the lack of stretch and less resistance to the current due to the fine diameter which would enable us to use less weight on the feeder to hold the bottom.

The feeder is mounted on the main line on a low resistance ring by means of a link clip so that it runs between two knots within a loop, the next two diagrams will, I hope, explain this. First thread the ring onto the main line and tie a loop with a double overhand knot so that the ring is inside the loop.

feeder mounted on main line within a loop

The next stage is to tie another double overhand knot to form a second loop, to attach the hook length, trapping the sliding ring between the two knots.

Feeder mounter on a loop in the main line between two knots

For the purposes of the diagram I have used sixty pound red monofilament as a main line - I would not fish this heavy for chub! The clip between the ring and the feeder would be covered with a piece of suitable diameter silicone tubing to prevent tangles.

The hook length is attached to the left hand loop by mean of a loop to loop connection. This is often fished very short perhaps only four inches. The way this rig works is the fish takes the bait and moves away with little or no resistance while the ring slides along the loop but when it hits the right hand knot the weight of the feeder hooks the fish.

The rod I chose to set up for Aidan was a twelve foot Shakespeare medium feeder rod well suited to the four pound hook lengths that were needed to get bites the last time I had fished the swim and sufficiently powerful for the fish around the four pound mark I expected. Two red maggots were put on the size fourteen hook on a three feet long hook length of four pound line and the two and a half ounce oval Drennen block end feeder was filled with red maggots also. (Never try and do this the other way round or your feeder will empty while you are putting your hook bait on!)

The swim requires a fifty yard cast (hence the ten pound main line) so I made several casts with no hook bait just a full swim feeder to prime the swim, there is quite a lot of accuracy needed so I did the casting for him all day.

The river was still flowing quite strongly and so I cast slightly upstream and as soon as the feeder hit the water I let out about thirty feet of line before closing the bail arm. This forms a large bow of line below the feeder and prevents it being dragged across the current by the pressure of the flow on the main line and if the feeder moves at all then it remains in a path parallel to the current and the maggots escaping from it continue along the same line. This is a very important thing when fishing any sort of feeder on a river, the idea is to create a trail of bait samples down the current along the same line and this will not happen if the feeder is dragged by the current or cast off line.

He sat behind the rod which was placed almost vertically to keep as much line out of the water as possible and waited for his first bite. The rod was fitted with a three ounce carbon quiver tip rather than a fibre glass one as with this method the bites show as a quick,short pull and then the tip straightens and this is shown better by a springy carbon tip than a softer glass one.

The tip twitched and then straightened showing the typical “drop back” bite and he lifted in to his first fish, much to my relief. I had told him not to strike as the fish would have already hooked itself against the weight of the feeder and he was playing his first big chub. He did well to keep the chub out of the far bank snags and bring it across the fast section in the middle of the river to the waiting net. The fish weighed four pounds six ounces, not bad for his first chub!

Aidans first chub

A couple of casts later he started getting false bites and I suspected the chub were picking up the feeder and shaking it to get the maggots out and ignoring the hook bait down stream, so I shortened the hook length to four inches and the next cast resulted in him hooking a very powerful fish which took him straight into the far bank tree roots despite his best efforts. I replaced the end tackle and stepped the hook length up to six pounds the heaviest I had with me, but I was now worrying about the rod not being designed for the hook and hold tactics we were being required to use.

Aidan also lost his next fish the same way due to his lack of experience, as much as the lack of power in the rod, so I made the next cast a little short to give him more time before the fish reached the snags. This resulted in fewer bites but he landed his next fish which weighed five pounds one ounce, a huge fish for one so young.

Aidan and 5-1 chub

He then lost one more fish, much more powerful than the previous one, the hook pulling out but finally landed a real trophy of five and a half pounds.

Aidan and 5-8 chub

A great day’s fishing for him and an eye opener for me.

I, of course, had to have some of this so I returned to Windsor on my own on Friday armed with a Shimano Technium Specialist rod with a one and a quarter pound test curve. My first fish made the journey worth while, it weighed five pounds eleven ounces and was easily beaten by the more powerful rod although I was using a lighter hook length, five and a half pounds but only four inches long. Alas no-one was handy to take the photograph.

Me with a 5-11 chub

The second fish was bigger but my digital scales had some sort of malfunction and told me it was seven pounds five ounces and I went into a state of total euphoria until common sense reasserted itself some time later. I weighed it again to be told it was in fact six pounds six, much more the size I would have thought. I have since tested the scales and they read accurately every time. This time the photo was taken by a chap out walking with his family, very kind of him considering I terrified him with my panting, wide eyed approach (I still thought it weighed 7lb 5ozs) which he mistook for some kind of psychopathic illness and almost fled (see eyes in photo).

Me with 6-6 chub

I caught four more fish for a total of six and an overall weight of thirty three pounds.

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CoachingFebruary 6, 2008 10:00 pm

I have just got home from a great day’s coaching at Royal Berkshire Fishery near Windsor and even though I am dead on my feet I felt I should share our success with you.

The day started for me when I left home at 7.30 a.m. to drive to Slough to pick up one of my regular students, Aidan. The drive can be done in forty five minutes, traffic allowing. This morning it did no such thing, and it took me one hour and forty five minutes so I was knackered before I started. I picked up Aidan from his home on time, nevertheless, as I always leave plenty of time for such contingencies rather than let my students down and drove him to Royal Berkshire Fishery. There was a South West wind that was blowing onto the far bank of the main lake and we had no option but to fish into the face of it in order to be sure of catching fish but even this wind had a cold edge to it and the days fishing was far from comfortable.

Whist Aidan set up a twelve foot match rod with a waggler I chopped some worms and casters and added a little hemp and some very small pellets, I introduced this to our chosen swim with a small cup fitted to the end of an old six metre telescopic pole that I adapted for this purpose and then added half a cup of red maggots our chosen hook bait. I baited two areas of the swim, one straight in front of us, where I expected to catch lots of roach and one to our left very close in to the bank, which I intended to leave until the last hour or so.

I set up the waggler to fish just on the bottom with just two number eights below the float, a size sixteen hook with two red maggots completed the rig and Aidan’s first cast was rewarded with an instant bite which he unfortunately missed. The second cast had the same result but this time the fish was hooked and landed, a small roach which would prove to be the first of many. Encouraged by this I stepped up the feed and he got a bite every cast.

The shoal soon responded to the angling pressure and the bites slowed down but by the end of the session he had caught about twenty to just under a pound. Through out the day I continued to feed the margin swim with chopped worm and red maggot and finally in the last hour I set up a slightly more powerful rod with a four pound hook length and a size twelve hook. This rig consisted of a small waggler fished well over depth with an AAA shot fished on the bottom four inches from the hook which was baited with a small lob worm.

During the last hour we had several tentative tugs but no bites developed until I was putting the other rod away prior to packing up altogether, the float shot away and the strike was met with no resistance but he worm was still intact. I instructed Aidan to cast back to the same place and the float almost immediately slid away, he was rewarded with a spirited fight of a fine perch which weighed two pounds fourteen ounces.

Aidan with a big perch

A very fine fish and a personal best for Aidan, a very fitting end to a good day.

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CoachingJanuary 31, 2008 3:57 pm

Sometimes I think that anglers should be born with webbed feet (apologies to any readers that were), it has been so wet this month that my beloved river Kennet has been in the fields and most of the Wasing Estate has been inaccessible due to flooded tracks.

My thanks go to John Butler, the head bailiff on the estate, who had to winch my car out of a very muddy track last week due to a failure of my four wheel drive (more about this in a later post

).

I have managed one day barbel fishing since Christmas but my choice of swims was limited by access problems. I ended up in the car park swim above Brimpton bridge with the intention of field testing one of my two new flood rods. I found a pair of two pound test curve Harrison Torrix rods on Ebay and couldn’t resist them, they were less than half the price of new rods and were in mint condition.

I fished one in conjunction with a Relum centrepin (very similar to the Arnold Kingpin and the old Swallow centrepin). I have had this reel for about ten years but have hardly used it because it has been loaded with eighteen pound mono for carp margin snag fishing and the gap between the drum and the back plate discourages the use of light line. With the Kennet in flood I knew I would need to cast a lot of weight so I went to my reel drawer only to find that the line on the Relum was well past it’s sell by date. I replaced the line with a bonded braid made by Spider wire called Ultracast in thirty pound breaking strain, I dislike using ordinary braid on a centrepin because the coarseness of the braid makes Wallace casting difficult and this braid has a smooth coating.

I fully expect some criticism over the use of such a heavy main line but in my mind it was justified due to the strength of the current and the debris that was being washed down, the hook link was a soft twelve pound braid. There is no credit in leaving fish tethered to a bunch of weed and other debris because your end tackle became so heavy during the fight that the main line couldn’t take the strain.

I fished a large open-ended swim feeder weighing six ounces loaded with fishmeal ground bait and mixed pellets with a fifteen millimetre crab flavoured pellet on the hook. These pellets are really strong smelling and just the job for really coloured water. I managed to get the rig to hold the bottom in a small slack on the far bank by holding the rod up high to keep as much line out of the water as possible.

Martin James was fishing up in the weir pool, he came down for a visit and by some amazing coincidence he too was using a Relum centrepin (the only other one I have ever seen), which he praised highly. He had caught one barbel just short of ten pounds from the weir pool and we had quite a long chat.

I tried several other sizes of flavoured marine pellets without success and eventually switched to a ten millimetre Dynamite Source boilie, hair rigged to a size ten hook. This produce a couple of tentative taps and finally in mid afternoon a barbel of just over five pounds (small baits in flood water, haven’t they read the books?). Dusk produced one more bite but the hook hold failed.

The rest of the month has been devoted to tackle repairs and replacements ready for the spring coaching sessions which are programmed to start half way through February. I did start a day’s chub fishing on the river Embourne (a tributary of the river Kennet) but it was spoilt by getting the car stuck and ended fishless.

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CoachingJanuary 11, 2008 2:12 pm

Earlier this month I ran my first Pike Handling course of 2008 with two very enthusiastic young lads. Elliott had been given a day out with me for Christmas by his father Clay and due to computer and other logistical problems I had to deliver the card (my partner Jan makes special handmade gift cards for such occasions) to their home address to ensure it was in time for the festive season.

This should have been a piece of cake given modern sat nav technology but unfortunately my TomTom seems to get confused when it hasn’t passed a street light for a couple of hundred yards and as my new student lived in the wilds of darkest Hertfordshire, a simple delivery turned into a major expedition second only to Stanley’s search for Dr. Livingstone. The point the TomTom took me to given the postcode was about three miles driving from the actual house and none of the locals I spoke to had ever heard of the house name.

At one stage (bearing in mind I was in very rural Hertfordshire) I was driving in desperation along a secluded country road when I spotted a woman walking towards me, I put on my best disarming smile so as not to frighten her and stopped to ask for directions. My smile was returned with some enthusiasm but my request for directions wiped it smartly from her face and replaced it with a look of confusion, she was from somewhere in Eastern Europe, at least that’s my guess, as she spoke nor understood a word of English.

I eventually got directions from Clay by phone and delivered the card safely.

As I left home on the day of the proposed course (not as early as I used to have to do when I lived in Shepperton) I was greeted by a howling East wind that took away the feeling in my ears before I got to the car. I met Clay and his son Elliot at Max’s Café at Padworth and was introduced to Elliott’s friend Jack who was to fish with him. Both lads were already keen anglers and asked lots of questions as I explained my plans for the day over a hearty breakfast.

We drove to the Predator lake on the Wasing Estate where Clay left the boys with me and we were faced with a landscape that the East wind had given the appearance of an arctic tundra, all the vegetation or what was left of it, was leaning sharply westwards in the fierce wind and the surface of the lake was being whipped almost to a foam. My heart sank for the lads’ sake as I realised it was going to be a difficult day and any shelter I tried to erect against that wind for warmth, would be blown away by it.

I set up four rods with the usual dead bait legering rigs, a snap tackle attached to an uptrace with a couple of swan shot pinched on to it and the boys remarked on the simplicity of it. I explained that this would do the job and there was no need to make it more complicated, they had been reading too many magazine articles designed to sell tackle rather than inform. The baits were to be frozen coarse fish as I have had hardly any runs on sea baits all season and a couple of years ago I was so confident using frozen sardines that I rarely brought anything else. I also set up one heavy and one light spinning rods and gave the lads a lesson on lure fishing as we waited for the deadbait rigs to catch the fish I desperately hoped would feed. I didn’t expect the lures to catch fish in these conditions and despite the lads’ best efforts I was proved right. I explained that most of the pike would be laid on the bottom and that any fish we did catch would be carrying leeches because of this.

When the two students had lost the feeling in their fingers due to their gloves being taken off to work the lure rods, we huddled together like penguins against the wind and talked some more about pike fishing and the associated tackle. About mid day one of the bite alarms sounded briefly but no run materialised, my hopes raised a little as I desperately did not want these lads to go home disappointed.

About twenty minutes later the same alarm sounded and a firm strike by Elliot resulted in him playing a small, rather dour pike which soon came to my eager landing net and sure enough had four or five leeches clinging to its body.

Elliot with his first pike

The fish weighed between four and five pounds but could not have been more welcome had it weighed twenty.

A little while later about mid afternoon the same alarm sounded again and this time Jack hooked and landed a slightly larger fish, again with it’s compliment of leeches.

Jack and his first pike.

I would have been more than happy with one pike between them given the conditions and would have cheerfully settled for just that at the beginning of the day,but both of them deserved their first pike and I’m only sorry they were not bigger.

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CoachingJanuary 2, 2008 2:03 am

It’s been a long time since I posted anything here, for which I apologise, but the house move I mentioned at the end of my post in May proved much more fraught than either Jan or I could have imagined. Having sold our house in March we finally moved on the 18th September, only being 100% sure that the move was actually going to happen with less than 24 hours notice. We were very lucky to have a very flexible removal team who put up with two last minute cancellations* and still turned up at silly o’clock on the actual moving day with big smiles and a cheerful attitude. If you need a recommendation for a removal team in the south east of England, let me know.

* Apparently caused by (a) a land registry problem on my vendor’s property, a 300 year old cottage and (b) the fact that said vendors had chosen Northern Rock for their mortgage and our exchange date fell during that week. Quite. I’ll tell you more about this when my therapist says I’m strong enough…

As if that weren’t enough, despite careful planning on our part and repeated phone calls and promises, BT decided to end our broadband service and install it in the new house… weeks before the actual date. Have you ever spent hours on a mobile phone trying to get BT to reconnect a landline? I should have started a swear box that first morning, I’m sure we’d have had enough to buy a second house by the time I was done with them!

I was also spending a lot of time packing and getting rid of furniture, books and various items that I knew we wouldn’t have room for given that we were downsizing in our very own episode of Escape to the Country. Jan listed some furniture on the recycling site reuze.co.uk but I was kept busy delivering furniture and multitudes of boxes to the local charity shops. There were very pleased to receive the first batch. And the second. But by week four I swear they had a permanent lookout on the corner and as soon as my box laden 4x4 turned into Shepperton High Street all 4 charity shops boarded up their doors and windows and refused to take any more stock!

Add to this the fact that I was quite busy coaching both for Slough Council and the NFA/Environment Agency, I just have not had time nor the facility to write some posts.

Anyway, I’m hoping that once this catch-up post is out of the way I’ll be able to write much more regularly in 2008. I’ve set the bureau up in a little corner of the dining room where I can chew the end of a pencil slave over the laptop to produce more regular posts.

Enough of my excuses, let me tell you about the summer’s coaching. As ever, my coaching activities are divided into three areas - council work with disadvantaged young people, private courses for young people and for adults who wish to return to fishing, often after a long break. Each of these areas provides their own very different rewards but when you look at the next photos you will guess why I enjoy the former.

Young people learning to cast

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CoachingJune 17, 2007 12:47 pm

Since my last post I have been working two or three days a week and have done three outings with my fellow coaches from the NFA. One was an open day for Farnham Angling Society at their excellent coaching lake at Badshot Lea. I coached at this venue last year and really enjoyed it and it was just as good this year. This is a very forward thinking angling club who look after their juniors and manage their waters well. The other outings were at Judges Lake, Winchester run by Eastleigh and District Angling Club and at South Hill Park, Bracknell and run by Bracknell Herons. Two more forward thinking angling clubs. Well done, lads!

Meanwhile Long Moor Farm fishery is still providing the goods for my students with small tench and carp.

longmoor carp

Any float fishing method works and almost any bait will catch, I have even caught carp on floating bread on a pole as a demonstration. Usually sweetcorn does the trick and the carp have a tendency to take it on the drop, but maggots or soft hooker pellets will also work. Hemp and trout pellets are banned but I feed the swim with carp pellets and maggots at first and then loose feed with corn. Everyone catches plenty of fish and as you can see from the pictures, this little lad is really pleased with himself.

longmoor carp2

These fish are usually caught on a five metre whip with no elastic and a three pound hook length and you can see from the next pictures how much joy they bring.

Young lad with his first carp

Many of these students have never caught fish before or nothing as big as these and I get as much pleasure from it as they do.

Young lad with a wriggly tench

Twynersh is still featuring in a big way on my coaching programme, particularly when I have larger groups. I have been using Lake Three again after a few years now that the landscaping work is finished and it is once again the site of many students first sucesses.

Young girl with her fist fish

An Asian familly had a great day on one of my beginners courses, lots of fish were caught by everyone, both roach and perch, from this tiny specimen, his first fish.

Young lad with his first fish

To this slightly larger perch.

twynersh perch

Roach were showing as well

twynersh roach

Then this monster perch which weighed two pounds twelve ounces.

Huge twynersh perch

A great family day out and this little fellow will remember this fish for the rest of his life.

Lake Three at Twynersh has also been producing some nice bream which can be caught over a bed of ground bait, pellets, sweetcorn and hemp and these fish took sweetcorn and maggot cocktail.

Tom with Twynersh bream

 Twynersh bream2

As I write this the river season has started but the amount of rain we have had recently promises to make things difficult. I am waiting until Monday to make my start so that I have a better chance of getting my beloved river Kennet to myself. I’ll let you know how I get on.

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CoachingMay 31, 2007 4:06 pm

This month has been taken up with more visits to Longmoor Farm with various students. The venue never fails to produce lots of small tench and carp and has proved to be a real find. Many thanks to my mate Clive Williams who is a leading light in Taywood Angling Society for putting me on to it.

Jon with a longmoor tench

Paul with Longmoorh tench

On 11th May I went up to Yorkshire to help out at the Pickering Game Fair. Graham Walker and his wife Anne extended their kind hospitality to me for the weekend and I had a great time and was made to feel really welcome. The weather forecast had been terrible and I was prepared for a two day soaking but the rain held off except for Friday night, until just after we had packed up on the Sunday. Derek North and I were suposed to be giving demonstrations on a tiny, fish free pond but most of the time it was full of spaniels and labradors doing gun dog trials. I had intended to give a demonstration of Wallace casting and lure fishing but can you imagine the result of me fishing a surface jerk bait with all those gun dogs about?As a dog lover myself I daren’t even think about it.

Derek and I

As you can see from the picture we were not exactly overworked, being sited well away from the main arena.

I had two what I call returners courses this month, these are run for anglers who fished when they were young and then often discovered girls, a career or had a familly. They try to return to the sport, often twenty or so years later only to find everything has changed. I try to reintroduce these anglers back to the sport by showing them that very little has really changed, just some of the tackle and the associated terminology. It is often just a matter of confidence - a thing that sometimes plays a greater part in our sport than is realised.

Adam and a roach

Adam and a better roach

The pictures above show one such angler, Adam, who was able to catch a number of these roach from Lake one at Twynersh. It was a shame that a cold snap the night before had put the carp and tench down. The weather has been very changeable all month and so for the second course I abandoned my usual venue and the hope of bonus carp. I took Andrew to the match lake at Twynersh in the hope of some bream. After a period of reckless ground baiting with my favourite mix as we set up and then more careful feeding as he fished, he ended the day with fifteen bream to four pounds.

Andrew with a big bream

Andrew with a four pound ten ounce bream

I have fished Marsh Farm three times but due to the changeable weather conditions I was unable to time my visits with the feeding times of the big crucian carp but I did catch some smaller ones and some tench.

My good mate Les, known here as Weller of the yard, has finally moved to Northumberland where he tells me there is very little coarse fishing and so he has sold me two of his match poles and his Boss box. Another steep learning curve for me and Les will have to learn to “chuck fluff”.

My move to the Kennet valley seems to be going ahead, my house is under offer and the offer we have made on a house in the village of Kingsclere has been accepted, I found this delightful village a few years ago whilst looking for a fishery close to Newbury for coaching with E2E and over the last couple of years I have revisited Frobury Farm quite a few times. This will place me within fifteen minutes drive of the Wasing Estate. Roll on!

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CoachingMay 7, 2007 4:01 pm

One of my previous students, Joe Perdoni, has asked the following question and I feel that it deseves more attention than a quick reply under the comments section.

Martin,
What is a good set up when ledger fishing for carp near a large patch of lily pads (line strength etc..) Should you always fish around the outside edge or (and excuse me if this is a bit of stupid question to ask) is their a set up you can you to cast right in amongst the lilies without getting snagged up?
Thanks
Joe

This will depend on the size of the carp you are expecting to hook but I would be reluctant to go below twelve pound main line, preferably fifteen and beware of these fine braided hook lengths as they are not as abrasion resistant as the manufacturers would have us believe.

I would advise that you tackle this type of swim with a heavy float rod so that as soon as the bite develops you are in contact with the fish and can begin steering the fish out of the lilly patch, straightaway, before it realises it is hooked. This is particularly effective at short ranges where you can lift the fish’s head to stop it diving into the roots.

The roots of a lilly patch are your main problem, the lilly pads and stalks are quite fragile and will not give you much trouble on fifteen pound line but deep underneath them are the rhizomes which link bunches of pads and these can be as thick as your arm. If a decent carp gets your line under one of these then you will be lucky to get it out.

If you must leger then use a line clip on the rod to stop the fish taking line and fish with the line very tight, even with the rod tip bent, but sit close to your rod or you will lose it. Fish the out skirts of the patch when possible and try to draw the fish out by loose feeding or groundbait prior to fishing.

If the fish will not leave the sanctuary of the lillies at any cost then putting your lead and baited hook into a pva bag will prevent snagging the pads on the cast but I would resort to the following set up.

Pick a patch of lillies less than two rod lenghts from the bank adjacent to plenty of bankside cover to conceal your presence. Prior to fishing, carefully remove a pad or two just in from the edge of the patch, to give a hole for your float to sit in and to enable your baited hook to get to the bottom, then prebait for a couple of days with bait samples.

The rod I would use is a Harrison “Stepped up, Stepped up” float rod which will handle twelve pound line comfotably and is twelve feet long with a through action, coupled with a robust centrepin loaded with twelve pound line. Use a strong forged hook no smaller than size six under a small pole float, fix enough weight to sink it six inches from the hook and set the float so that the tip is just under the surface. When and only when, the float rises above the surface, strike quickly(ignore any dips or sideways movement of the float) and hold. .Once hooked try to lift the fish whilst steering it out of the lillies. The centrepin will allow you, if you are brave enough, to take a couple of turns of line from the fish while you are lifting it and this will sometimes make the difference.

Martin with a 21lb mirror carp at Split Lakes Yateley.

This fish was taken from a frightfully snaggy swim in the corner of Split Lakes on the Cemex complex at Yateley using similar tactics, it weighed twenty one pounds.

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Coaching 2:50 pm

On Wednesday I took a young lad from Slough back to Longmoor Farm with the promise to try and catch him some bigger carp. I decided to try fishing up in the water instead of on the bottom and fed quite heavilly and often with maggot and low oil carp pellets. We started with a little revision on the short, elasticated pole and he was soon playing a three pound carp which had taken his bait on the drop.

Mirror carp from Longmoor

He continued to catch smaller carp and lots of tench and because of the way I was feeding most of them were caught up in the water, taking the bait on the drop. We then switched to rod and line, a waggler rod, four pound main line and three pound hook length. The result was the same but a different experience for him and a slightly better carp.

Common carp from Longmoor

This was a pretty Common Carp at five pounds and his biggest fish of the day.

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