I didn't fish Sunday as it was blowing an absolute hooley. I didn't mind really as the forecast for Monday was OK although the tides this week aren't great to get a full days fishing in but Monday was the best day to go. High tide was 08:40 so it would not turn until about 12:00.
I was thinking about a day on the tip down the bottom end but on arrival at 10:45 it looked to good for staring at a tip and decided to go on peg 35 to fish the waggler.
I set up in the mud as usual and was ready to cast at around 11:30. At 11:50 the tide turned and I set about the continuous trotting and feeding that is required to try and draw fish into the peg.
Chris Ford came up the bank for a walk, he wasn't fishing today and while he was there I bumped a good fish right at the end of the trot.
30 Minutes passed and no more bites while he was there. Chris went off and said he'd come back later on to see how I got on. Not long afterwards I had a good perch way down the swim.
Kev Perry then arrived for a chat, he was off work this week but not fishing today. While Kev was there I had a decent hybrid.
I was feeding caster with the odd reg maggot with maggot on the hook. Kev went off after a short while.
Bites were hard to come by which surprised me as it was pretty mild but perhaps the water was still too cold.
Anyway I had 3 more bites, a small roach, a decent perch and another big hybrid.
On the Tuesday I attended my friend Mike Martin - Davis funeral just outside Newport. Only 20 were allowed inside and a few outside. I was privileged to be asked to attend and speak at Mike's ceremony, Clive Branson also done a tribute to Mike.
Quite a few of the Team Nomad guys were there, Nige Evans, Rich Candy, Clive Roberts, Martin Challenger, James Smitherson and David Healy. Mike's coffin had his team colours and cap on it.
Intelligent and witty
in so many ways
to tell his life story
would take several days
A man of steel
a man of vision
whatever he did
it was with precision
He touched many people
in all walks of life
quick to help those
who had trouble and strife
When he retired
he had a bit more time
travelling the country
wetting a line
He loved the mighty rivers
and in between canal locks
but never ever ever
suggest Port Talbot Docks
Mike bought a lot of tackle
getting some abuse
but he knew what he was doing
and put it to good use
Three times Tidefest Champion
he was talk of the land
a competition he made his own
picking up a couple of grand
Taken too soon
and we are shedding a tear
but think of St. Peter
because he’s bending his ear
So …rest in peace
my “Celtic Cousin”
up in heaven
catching fish by the dozen
The ceremony was very moving with recorded guitar music played by Mike himself and a brilliant photo gallery of Mike with his family and of course fishing shots. He was a very good guitarist.
Team Sensas Nomads will miss him a lot.
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