Final Bake 12:8
Beez Neez now Chy Whella
Big Bear and Pepe Millard
Mon 10 Sep 2018 22:57
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Fishing at Bake Lakes for the
Last Time in 2018
   After putting Bear off last week I
kept my promise and off we went to Bake Lakes this morning for our final fishing
fest of this UK visit. The general excuse was to have all our kit out and make
sure everything dries thoroughly in the sun after the soaking we had in
Clitheroe with Joe. I randomly cast my first line and settled to sort out my
second rod, not to be as I caught, lap full of stuff, my
first chaos of the day. Bear caught quite a
respectable weight half an hour later.
   Plenty of time to sort my other rig
and enjoy a cup of tea before my second fish. A whole
hour before my third who had quite spectacular lips.
    Bear got the next
two and then I caught two.
    In the next hour Bear caught four, I was in and out of my seat to do his
netting like a fart in a colander. Growling now.
  Forty seven minutes later.......Bear
got his best of the day with a chap just on ten pounds. Just as well I’m listening to a really good
book....
 Hurrah, about time, a nice chap, I thought I’d forgotten how to do it.
  Talk about foul hook. Bear managed to
catch his next chap by hooking him on
his left pelvic fin....... very dodgy, no harm done and he was
very happy to quietly pose.
  Two more. I’m getting fed up now.
Listen, you beat me twelve two the first time in
Clitheroe now it’s your turn to be walloped. Steady.
 Then it was sheer chaos as we both
had fish on hooks. Bear technically caught after me so he had to let his play
while I landed mine, only after snagging the net on the edges of the chicken
wire on my platform – not once but twice. Plenty of cursing I finally got mine
in the puddle at the bottom of the landing bed. I covered him over and raced to
net for Bear, his was happy to have a little snooze while I posed with my chap
who had been completely unaware of the nonsense going on around him. The picture
is of me wiggling my fellow out from his resting
position.
  Our post chaos
poses. To add insult to injury Bear’s was slightly bigger than mine and
then he knocked one off my hook with the net. I did
not. Yes you did, I saw you waggle the net until you freed my fish.
Rubbish. Don’t make me growl any
louder – it would have been the biggest of the day that’s why you did it.
Definitely time for another cup of tea. Thank heavens for my extra large flask.
Would that be the flask I made for
you........
Have you ever seen a carper run in a
threatening manner armed with a disgorger.
Bear has.
Hush Bear,
Hush.
 I felt fully justified in catching
the last chap of the day. Amazingly, our tallies for
this season are thirty each but I had to include my tiddler in July. Oh well then. Don’t you say a word, I’d be ahead had
you not savaged my chances with the stunt you pulled with the landing net.
Huh. A draw, I should be offended but we
have enjoyed ourselves too much.
ALL IN ALL FUN, CHAOS AND
MANY FISH
MY DAY TO
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