MEMORIES.

I have been fishing since i was 8 years old, when my grandfather,and father used to take me to the mighty river severn. Unlike today,where kids can go to commercial fisheries to ply there trade,and catch loads of fish. Everybody that as gone fishing will always remember there first fish they caught. Maybe a 2oz perch, from the local pond. Or a tiny codling from the beach. But when your fore fathers take you to the severn, it was a different story. They take you to a fishing spot they have been fishing for years, in this case it was called church rocks, near wesbury-on severn, just outside gloucester. Your mum tell's your dad, make sure he stay's clean?..Well! that was never going to happen. You get to the river bank,which is slippery with mud, and yes you fall flat on your face,hardly any clothing,or skin is left exposed. Your dad is running up,and down the bank, in total horror,of what your mum's going to do to him, when we get home. Your grand dad is holding is stomach, where it hurts so much, through laughting. Not because is grandson is filthy, but because he knows what is daughter is going to do to is son-in- law. My dad threw a wobbly, and said we were going home. My grand dad pointed out, whats the point in going home, we might has well stay, and do some fishing. Whats the difference, if morag kills you now, or later. (good point i suppose). Has a good move for my health, i decided to sit with my grand dad. He set my rod up, and then is own. Dad was fifty yards away still looking as red as a lobster. Setting is gear up, and mumbling something about mum. We started fishing, after my grand dad, put the worm on the hook ,and cast out for me.He put my rod on the rest, which came from a tree, shaped with a v at the top. He hardly cast is own rod out, when my rod was being jerked from the rest. GRAND DAD! i shouted, alot louder than needed to be. After he got over the near shock, of a heart attack, he leaned forward, and slipped, no messing, head first, with rod still in hand, straight in. Can you imagine it. Me 8 years old, holding on to my rod for dear life. Grand dad doing an impression of a seal, and dad coming to the rescue of my gramp. There was me shouting with excitement, that i have got a fish on to my dad, and forgetting about gramp, doing a very good drowning act. But my dad being a responsible adult, decided to save my grand dad, and totally ignored me. He dragged him out, getting covered in mud in the process. Now my gramp was getting on in age, even then. So you can imagine the state he was in, muddy, and soaked, just to name a few. There's me being an innocent 8 year old,( and not really grasping the fact, that gramps nearly went to heaven, alot quicker than he should of done). saying dad help me i have got a fish. My dad looked at me through a caked up face, with no real enthusiasm, and kind of snatched the rod out of my hands. HE then proceeded to land the most scariest fish i had ever seen. I thought it was a snake, and off up the bank i went. My first ever fish was a slimey eel. (yuk). It was about 1 and a half pound in weight, according to the two experts i was with. Well to me it looked like an anaconda snake. Alas because we were now in no fit state to fish, my fore fathers decided it was time to go home. Can you just imagine the picture on my mum's face when we got home. My mum hated my dad. my gran hated my dad. I got a hug, and a warm bath from mum. My grand dad got a hug from mum , and gran. My dad got nowt for is trouble's but grief, all day long. Well that was 42 years ago, NO doubt my gramp, gran, and parent's, are still talking about it up in heaven now. God bless them all. 42 years on, and now i still do a lot of fishing.

Do you think i'am a glutton for punishment, or what?

Isn't it funny, that not one of the incidents above, was any fault of my dad's, yet he got the rough end of the stick when we got home. Funny old game being a dad ain't it.

Gloucester Angling Centre winter league series.

The first match of this series was again fished at Stone End Farm. Two weeks before the match report below. This will keep us up to date with the series.

1st.      Dale Malpass.           140-4-0.         section       1st.     1pt.
2nd.     Roy Davis.                135-7-0.         section       2nd.    2pts.
3rd.     Tony Davis.               114-10-0.       section       3rd.     3pts.
4th.      Rob Mackensie.        111-12-0.        section       1st.     1pt.
5th.      Jerry Farrant.           105-2-0.         section       2nd.    2pts.
6th.      Jake Howe.              102-14-0.       section       3rd.     3pts.
7th.      Mark Brear.                74-0-0.         section       1st.      1pt.
8th.      Rob Wood.                 70-6-0.         section       2nd.    2pts.
9th.      Phil Howe.                  58-14-0.       section .     3rd.     3pts
10th.    Jeff Parnell.                41-11-0.       section       4th.     4pts.
11th.    Doug Blake.                15-12-0.        section       4th.     4pts.
12th.    John Fernyhough.        11-14-0.        section       4th.     4pts.

OVERALL POINTS AFTER ROUND 2.

Dale Malpass.               2pts.                     221-0-0.
Jerry Farrant.               3pts.                     197-10-0.
Mark Brear.                  3pts.                     121-14-0.
Roy Davis.                    4pts.                     191-15-0.
Tony Davis.                  4pts.                     191-6-0.
Rob Mackensie.            4pts.                     156-4-0.
Phil Howe.                    5pts.                     109-10-0.
Jake Howe.                  6pts.                     135-2-0.       1 point behind daddy.
Rob Wood.                   6pts.                     113-10-0.
Jeff Parnell.                 7pts.                      48-7-0.
John Fernyhough.         8pts.                      35-6-0.   
Doug Blake.                  8pts.                      15-12-0.


6 REMAINING MATCHES.

22nd   November.           MILL POND ( painswick).
20th    December.           CANAL (gloucester).
10th    January. 2010.     CANAL (gloucester).
24th    January.               MILL POND (painswick).
14th    February.             STONE END FARM.       Valantine's day, wife's can't be happy with that.
28th    February.             STONE END FARM.

Knowing a few of these anglers, it's going to be a tight series, Which makes it more interesting.

           

Tighten logic with malleable spanners

So the end of the warm weather,as crept up upon us.Dark mornings,when we arise from are weary sleep. The alarm sounds at 5.00am. No birds are singing,only the screeching of the sea gulls,who have made there home inland. You wash your weary body,to clear the sleep from your mind. If like me,by the time you have reached the kitchen,to make your morning beverage,you have stubbed your toe somewhere,and you know,it's not going to be your day. You check your kit,like you did,just before you went to bed,the pevious night.To the wife's unapproving look.

Now to do what anglers need to do,which is like a religion, you must force yourself to go to the toilet,before you leave the house.                              

Its time to leave,you give your self plenty of time for travelling. You stroke your pets,and strain your neck,just so you can here the wife snoring,which makes you smile,even thou your big toe is still throbbing.

You open the front door to load your kit aboard. THATS! when you

notice the frost as attacked all your  car windows.Panic sets in. You start to run around like a blue arsed fly. Scraping away like a maniac.Fifteen minutes later,you now throw your kit in the back,along with the baits. You jump in the motor,and now you become Sterling Moss,to make up time. If like me! now you've got to pull into the local garage, for diesel, grub,and ciggy's. (i was going to put fag's,but there might be some American readers,and that word means something totally different to  them). You pull out of the garage like a nutter,wondering if your going to make the draw.After all that, you arrive in plenty of time,with three minutes to go before the draw. Everyone looking at you, like you've got two heads or something. After a bit of stick,and paying your fee's, you put your hand in the draw bag praying for a good draw. When you  pull out that number, its like stubbing your toe all over again, its crap. Everyone laughting,and saying that will teach you for not getting here earlier.(bloody frost).Maybe if i would have kicked the dogs, instead of patting, and stroking them, i could of got here earlier. Or maybe if i had'nt stubbed my toe,and done the fangdango for ten minutes, i would have had a good draw. As you can see, this is absolutely not my fault, its a conspiracy.  Normally when you get to your peg, you put your gear down gently, but today for some reason it hits the ground faster than a conker falling from a tree.The match goes, (as by now, how you expect it) really,really crap. You pack your kit away, not with the love you normally give it. Then after the weigh in, which you have'nt participated in. You stand , and watch in envy as the brown envelope's, are handed out. Then when nobody's looking, you jump in the car, and drive off. Without as much as a goodbye, or a glance to any of your mate's. You pull up outside your castle, turning off the engine, you reflect, on what a sh---y day you have had. The gear stays in the motor, with you quietly praying someone will nick your car. You walk into the living room, and there sat on the settee, is your darling wife. She innocently asks. Had a good day love. So if the police ,and do gooders have read this. NOW do you understand about domestic violence. The RSPCA, may well ask why there are two dogs running up the street, with boot  marks on there arses. WELL NOW YOU NOW?? so there.

C'mon we've all had days like this.

MY NEXT MATCH, SOME PICS FROM DAVID HOARE.

Hi all.
Next match is this Sunday 15th Nov.
VENUE :-  LYDNEY LAKE. FOREST OF DEAN, GLOUCESTERSHIRE.
CLUB :-    Watersmeet A.C.
DRAW :-   8.00am.
FISH :-      9.00am to 2.00pm.

At the moment i have had no takers, to report there match, so it looks like only the one this week.

Here's the pictures David Hoare as kindly sent from Spain. Nice looking venues.

The boys.

The title to this picture is Ian at  Argos.

(well my missus works at Argos,and she say's,she can't remember seeing him there).

Cheers for the photo's Dave ,looking forward to your next batch.

Okay that's it for now folk's, Thanks for reading, and looking, all the best STEVE.

Quote of the day.  Do suicide bombers, take self  harm, to far.

MY FIRST REPORT.

This was the 2nd match in the series, Jerry,s kindly going to give me the

results from the 1st match, some time next week,so i will upload them as,

and when i get them. Then we can keep up with the series.


The draw was at 9.00am. They lost a bit of time for the draw, but it wasn't that long,
so they still intended to fish from 10.am.

The all in went on time.
So now it was my time to go walkabouts,to watch the anglers in action.

Jake Howe who is only 17, had the first fish of the day, a small carp.
Twenty minutes into the match, and a few small fish have been had.
Peg 11 (phil howe)having the main share. 1 hour into the match,and now a lot of small carp are
being caught.From all pegs except pegs 1,2,3,9,10,and 12.
These 6 pegs are struggling.at the moment.
Pegs 1, and 12 being the normal flyers.

Section 1. Pegs 1 to 4. After the 1st hour are slow, with the exception of peg 4 (jerry farrant).
Section 2. Pegs 5 to 8. This will be the most interesting section,as all the anglers are catching steady.
Plus 3 of the anglers in this section, are all on 1 point, section winners from the previous match.
Section 3. Pegs 9 to 12. Peg 11 (phil howe) seems to be heading this section. With the other
three struggling. On peg 12 Some of you reading this would of heard of Tony davis, who used
to fish for shakespeare.
Many years ago, with the likes of the late great Frank Barlow, Ken Giles and Wayne swinscoe,and co.
He packed up fishing for many,many years,and as probably only been back into fishing for the last couple of years. Welcome back Tony. Pegs 9 and 10 catching, but only bits,and pieces.(sounds like a record).

Started raining heavy now, so spent an hour under the brolly with Dale Malpass, on peg 7.

Three hours in, and peg 1,(john fernyhough) was catching, but very slowly.
Peg 2.(jake howe) was catching okay,but was getting a few quite spells,
as was Roy Davis on the nextpeg.
Peg 4. (jerry farrant) was a different story, getting a fish a chuck, if he carried on catching the
way he was,he was going to be hard to beat.
pegs 5(rob wood), and 6(mark brears) were going neck,and neck,with each other,
although no where near as quickly as jerry.
Peg 7. (dale malpass), with whom i spent an hour, under is brolly, was catching well on the meat.
While i was snuggly under is brolly i took a few pics of him landing some fish.
On peg 8,(rob Mckenzie) to was catching steady, with a ciggy in is mouth,quite happily puffin away.
Pegs 9 (doug blake) and 10 (jerry farrant) were not having a good day.They were struggling big time.
Peg 11(phil howe) was still catching fast,but is fish were all small, he kept losing the bigger fish.
(i have had days like that,glad to see i ain't the only one).
Peg 12 (tony davis) the main man, was now starting to get into is stride, having had a very slow start.
Would he do enough to catch up,only time will tell.

The fourth hour every body started to slow down on ther catch rate, with the exception of Jerry, who
was still catching quite well,although not as fast as he was.
Roy davis had a good last hour, he started to get a run of lumps, between 4lb and 8lb.
(i know these size fish ain't lump,lumps, there just smaller lumps).
Towards the end there were only three anglers fighting for top spot. Jerry,Tony,and Dale.
Roys lumps coming a bit to late.

The match came to an end at 3.00pm, with jerry blowing the whistle.
There was a few moans that jerry blew the whistle 2 minutes early, because he was playing a fish,
and he did'nt want any other bugger catching one after him. Bitter, and twisted if you ask me.

Everybody had enjoyed themselves even though it was cold, with a few exceptions(look at the results
afterwards, you should guess who i'am on about).So everyone started packing there gear away,to await
the scales.

peg 1 weighed in first (a flyer), John weighed in 23-8-0.(tee he).Last in section, hang your head in
shame young man.(old man really,but young one sounded better).
Peg 2 (Jake) weighed in 32-4-0.
Roy on the next peg weighed 56-8-0, OH! thank heavens for lumps.
Peg 4, mister consistancy throughout this match weighed in 92-8-0.
Dale,and Tony new they were'nt going to beat that.
Peg 5(rob) weighed in 43-4-0.
Peg 6(mark) weighed in 47-14-0.
So now it was dale's turn to weigh from peg 7, are you watching tony. dale weighed in 80-12-0.
Even though dale was telling everybody he only had 50lb.(you always get one, don't you).
Tony gave the look of this is going to be close.
Peg 8 (rob),who had a duff last hour, weighed in 44-8-0.
Peg 9(doug), did not weigh.
Peg 10 (jeff) weighed in 6-12-0. You starting to get my drift, who did'nt really enjoy themselves.
I weighed in as much as doug, and i did'nt even fish. (see told you i was good).
Peg 11 (phil) was catching all day, but is problem he was catching the complete opposite of lump,lumps, he was catching those things with just eyes.Wee little things,but he still had an impressive 50-12-0.
Well done buddy.
Now the maestro himself on peg 12.(tony) Could he beat Dale's 80lb. The answer to that is unluckibly
a big fat no.Tony weighed in 76-12-0.
Oh! by the way, if anybody can donate a disgorger to the Tony Davis fund, he will be more than greatful.


So the three section winners were jerry, dale,and tony,who all won £30.
Plus jerry got an extra £20, for winning the match.
Not bad jerry £10 an hour,cash in the hand. (i bet gordon brown hates that)

Well that was my first proper match report, so i hope it was okay. Would like some of you readers
to invite me to do one of your matches, its free, i won't charge you honest. It could be a club
match, an open, or whatever, anyday of the week, except when i have got a club match of my own.
which now it's coming to winter, it won't be many.
So you can see my predictament, i really want to keep this blog going, until i get my website up and running, but i will still keep my blog.
If i don't get anything to write about, or take pictures of, you guys won't want to keep coming back,
if there's nothing to see, or read.

Okay that's my pleading over, so let's get on with the full results, and i think if i'am not mistaken.
I have 80 pictures to upload, that should keep you busy.

RESULT.

1ST.  JERRY FARRANT.
 PEG 4.  92-8-0.
 
 
 
 
 
 

 
2ND. DALE MALPASS.
PEG 7.  80-12-0.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

 
3RD.  TONY DAVIS.
PEG 12.  76-12-0.
 
 
 
 
 
 

 
4TH.  ROY DAVIS.
PEG 3.  56-8-0.
 
 
 
 
 
 

 
5TH.  PHIL HOWE.
PEG 11. 50-12-0.
 
 
 
 
 
 

 
6TH.  MARK BREAR.
PEG 6.  47-14-0.
 
 
 
 
 
 

 
7TH. ROB McKENZIE.
PEG 8  44-8-0.
 
 
 
 
 
 

 
8TH  ROB WOOD.
PEG 5  43-4-0.
 
 
 
 
 
 

 
9TH.  JAKE HOWE.
PEG 2 .  32-4-0.
 
 
 
 
 
 

 
1OTH. JOHN FERNYHOUGH.
PEG 1.  23-8-0.
 
 
 
 
 
 

 
11TH.  JEFF PARNELL.
PEG 10.  6-12-0.
 
 
 
 
 
 

 
12TH.  DOUG BLAKE.
PEG 9.  DID NOT WEIGH.
(oh! dear)
 
 
 
 
 
 
Few  of the lake.
 
 

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Couple  from the draw.
 

Roy popping out
peg 3.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Doug drawing
peg 9, can't be happy with that.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Jerry setting up.
 
 

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Whistle blows for the off, we have concentration.
 

 
Peg 1. John.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

 
Peg 2.  Jake.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

 
Peg 3.  Roy.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

 
Peg 4.  Jerry the bagger.
(or looking at him,the begger).
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Peg 5. Rob.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

 
Peg 6. Mark.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

 
Peg 7.  Dale,and are brolly.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

 
Peg 8.  ROB (mac).
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

 
Peg 9.  Doug.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

 
Peg 10. Jeff.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

 
Peg 11.  Phil.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

 
Peg 12.  Tony.
(is that a hanky, on
tony's sweed.).
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Me spying.
 

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Lets see some fish being caught.
 

 
E.T caught by phil.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

 
Tony's Peg.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

 
E.T. being landed by phil.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

This is john's swim on peg 1 why didn'y you fish under the tree john?

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
The next picture below is, and i swear on my left knacker, to me as got to be the best photograph, i've ever
taken. Didn't mean it, i just took this picture,when i was sat down with Dale, towards the end of the match.
The sun had broken through, and Dale was trying to land this fish. Then i clicked the camera, when the fish was on the surface. Well my camera as got a second or two delay,so as it took the photo the fish went under. Think i'am going to get this one blown up, maybe 2ft by 2ft,(if thats possible)and stick it on my wall.            
 

Picture below is Dale landing it.                                                                                                     

The weigh in, from peg1 to 12.

peg 1. john. 

    

peg 2 jake

peg 3 roy.

peg 4. Jerry the main man.

peg 5. rob.

peg 6. mark.

peg 7. dale.

peg 8. mac (rob).

peg 9. tee he.

peg 10. jeff.

peg 11. phil. (E.T's mate).

peg 12. tony.

Sorry mac nearly forgot this one.

The wild life.

mmmm. look nice with some orange sauce.

This is the owner's mutt. deaf as a post. can't here nowt.

the front of the owner's house. (most of us can only dream).

Well that's it ladies and gent's, hope you enjoyed looking at this post,as much as i did doing it. It was cold and wet,but other than that it was a good day. Here is the final result's again. Bye, bye for now,and i will let youk now what's happening this weekend later. All the best for now STEVE.

  Jerry Farrant. Peg 4. 92-8-0.

     Dale Malpass. Peg 7. 80-12-0.

    Tony Davis. Peg 12. 76-12-0.

Roy Davis. Peg 3. 56-8-0.

   Phil Howe. Peg 11. 50-12-0.

   Mark Brear. Peg 6. 47-14-0.

      Rob McKenzie. Peg 8. 44-8-0.

Rob Wood. Peg 5. 43-4-0.

Jake Howe. Peg 2. 32-4-0.

          John Ferneyhough. Peg 1. 23-8-0.

Jeff Parnell. Peg 10. 6-12-0.

Doug Blake. Peg 9. D.N.W.

3 Sections of 4.

   Section 1. Pegs 1 to 4. Jerry Farant. 1pt. Roy Davis. 2pts. Jake Howe. 3pts. John Fenyhough. 4pts.

   Section 2. Pegs 5 to 8. Dale Malpass. 1pt. Mark Brear. 2pts. Rob McKenzie. 3pts. Rob Wood. 4pts.

   Section 3. Pegs 9 to 12. Tony Davis. 1pt. Phil Howe. 2pts. Jeff Parnell. 3pts. Doug Blake. 4pts.

Again thanks for looking see you soon.