June 10, Wednesday. My father and I arrived at the Klyazma. Since our last visit, the water has dropped by more than a meter. Maybe that’s why the fish didn’t bite. For two hours I stubbornly offered various wobblers, but she refused. Then I put on a microjig, hoping that if a “normal” fish doesn’t bite, then it will be possible to catch at least a perch, which is less susceptible to such changes than others. I caught a couple of perches pretty soon, casting the bait downstream almost parallel to the shore. Perch, like other small fish, usually stands here close to the shore.
On the next wiring, the smallest ribbed twister from Yum was grabbed by a strange silvery fish, which on closer examination turned out to be the most ordinary red-eyed roach. Before that, I had never fished roach on a spinning rod, and I was very interested in what this “peaceful” fish found in a rubber band soaked in an attractant for a predator and salt. Telling this story to my acquaintances, I did not expect, frankly, that the same happened with them. However, it turned out that one of them caught half a kilo of roach with a jig two years ago. It was in the autumn on the same Klyazma. When I asked what lure the roach was pecking on, he replied that the rather large ribbed Yum twister. I smiled.
August 8, Saturday. In recent years, a tradition has developed to hold spinning competitions on the Day of the Athlete at the Kolchuginsky reservoir, which one of their regulars called “Kolchuginsky perch”. This year was notable for the fact that the victory was brought to Maxim Ivashchenko not by perches, but by a bastard caught on a twister. This will probably surprise many, but everything was fair: according to the rules of the competition, any fish caught “in the mouth” was accepted for offset. On the eve of the competition, on August 7, a group of athletes arrived at the Kolchuginskoye reservoir to train. A week before, the perch, for which the main calculation was, was not caught at all: at best, in an hour you could catch one undersized with a little finger. On the day of training, the perch began to “wake up”, almost everyone caught it.
On the next posting, I had something clearly larger than a “sports” size okushka. I bring it to the shore. Yes, it’s a scoundrel! Swallowed one and a half inch Relax, oiled with attractant. I was even more surprised to see a rusted hook in the mouth of a fish, from which a leash with a weighty feeder went. The poor fish fell victim to the feeder tackle. But even such a “trailer” and “piercing” in the mouth did not spoil the appetite of this bastard – he could not resist the fragrant twister. One of the training participants noticed that this bastard could be a sign of tomorrow’s victory, but everyone ignored it: they were in tune with the perch. And the next day I remembered these words, when one of us during the competition came across a bummer twice as big as mine with a “trailer”.
September 1, Tuesday. At the end of the summer, I often lived in the village with my parents. In addition to the river and several lakes, there is a small pond next to the house. He never interested me as a spinning player. Basically, the ubiquitous and all-round rotan was caught in it, less often the crucian carp was caught by the float rod. And then one evening I had a desire to fish a rotan. More from nothing to do. Fortunately, for this it was only necessary to leave the house. And here I am on the pond. I decided to offer the rotan a miniature white twister with a diverter leash. But neither on the first, nor on the second, nor on the tenth posting of a rotan I caught. He took a tube of fragrance from his pocket and anointed the gum. On the next post I felt a bite, but the fish did not sit on the hook. The rotan, which, judging by my childhood memories, eagerly grabbed everything and hung even on an empty hook, was not very similar. I throw it again – again the bite is paused. This time I decided not to rush. The cord told me that the fish “sucks in” the bait.
Perch sometimes does this, but in the village pond it was hardly to be expected. I hooked and felt a slight resistance – a fish on the hook. A couple of seconds later a small crucian was fluttering on the walkway, adding to my personal list of fish species caught on spinning. All these cases of catching “peaceful” fish for spinning have one thing in common: either “edible” rubber or rubber treated with an attractant was used as bait. I have no doubts for a long time in the effectiveness of “edible” baits when catching a predator: for a couple of years of their use, enough statistics have been accumulated. Apparently, sometimes all these “spices” attract “peaceful” fish no worse than a worm or maggot. By the way, their artificial imitations, for example from Berkley, seem to be more advantageous in this case. So far, to be honest, I have not tried it, but I think it will happen in the very near future.