The plan was to catch perch in the morning and, in fine weather, then set off to look for rudd. There are places, but as it turned out, all those old places where I used to catch her were almost empty. But they got to one place where in the water lilies it was just darkness. A thick plump rudd was teeming with water lilies. She took furiously and on every cast. They came off to the fullest on a selected rudd.