There has been so much work lately that I don’t even have time to write reports, let alone fishing. If you are lucky to spend an hour and a half on weekdays – already excellent, 2-3 hours on Sunday – generally wonderful! That day I was lucky and I finished a couple of hours before sunset. I didn’t stand on ceremony for a long time, I drove up to the nearest exit to the Oka – this is a pontoon ferry to the left bank.
Just drove into the parking lot when a thunderstorm began. I threw in a raincoat and calmly began to collect spinning. Usually if the rain is very heavy, then it ends quickly. So it happened this time. Having stolen from me for about 10 minutes, the rain stopped. I stood right at the pontoon and began to probe the bottom. In deep water, my SRAM no longer seemed to me as long-range as it was in small lakes. I could not get to the edge, I just felt its close presence. Still 5-10 meters … On the outburst, I still got a couple of bites, but decided not to lose time anymore, and go along the coast.
I walked through the parking lot to the mouth of a small river, and immediately after it there was a slight lull. Here, it was not required to search for the features of the relief, it was only necessary to throw a few meters further than the abundant thickets of rdest. Perch responded immediately. Yes, they often went because of the grass, but that didn’t bother me. Some still failed to avoid the photo shoot. At this point I had about half an hour before sunset. Managed to hold on the other end of the cord lump, but he also merged. After that, I decided to enlarge the bait and hook. And it worked.
Literally on the next posting, I felt "something good." It turned out to be a near-pike pike, she made several jerks, but when she felt tired, she decided to just dig into the rdest. Raising it to the # 0.2 cord was unrealistic. I tried to get as close to her as possible, but when I felt a thin cold stream, treacherously flowing into my left boot, I decided to go all the way. Here it’s not even half measures, the more the pike could break with the bait in the mouth, and due to my inaccurateness, swim out with my belly in a couple of days.
Grabbing a spotted hand, in one motion threw it into the coastal grass. Surprisingly, she very deeply swallowed the bait on 0.16mm fluorine, which served only as a disguise for the human presence. On the shore, she had a bite of his mouth with a slight movement of the jaw, and for some reason she did not dare in the water. Having quickly taken a couple of shots, I sent it back. And he spanked toward the car, squishing his feet. Fishing was a success!