The last day in Kurgan, the very next day, the train is waiting for me, moving, and a lot of new, interesting, unexplored things. It is necessary to change something in life, to make it better and richer. I will return home, most likely, not soon, maybe in a year, maybe a little more, maybe a little less, time will tell. And I decided to spend the last evening fishing on my home river, in the places where I grew up, where I learned all the basics of fishing, where were my first memorable fishing and treasured trophies.
I decided to catch a small whit in front of the ram. In the autumn period, pike is often at this point, but in summer and spring periods, this place usually does not work at all. But, I do not stop checking it. Today I decided to start fishing with the SPRUT HIDOKU purple vibrotail on an overload of 1.7 grams. Casting along water lilies from the very first casting began to bring bites, but very cautious. And here is a more aggressive bite, and a small striped fluttering at the other end of the cord. Account is open.
The start is not promising, but as it is. On this fishing, the atmosphere of catching on the home river was probably more important. I am changing the point, moving to a narrower section of the river. I am relieved to the gram, as well as changing the bait on the caterpillar SPRUT HIROKO in the marsh color. The feed of the bait is smoother, neat, and it was immediately appreciated by the Okushka, their size was clearly larger than at the first point.
But the fish quickly lost interest in the bait and subsided. I had to go to the experiments. In the meantime, the weather was very quiet, calm, only bloodsucking insects were a little disturbed. First of all, I decided to put the bait a little bit larger – the crustacean SPRUT SHUMITSU, yet the past bats were not the smallest. But there was no sense in my venture, only one very small okushok and a couple of bites.
But with the next bait, I just guessed, decided to put on a purple HIDOKU again, and the striped ones immediately began to respond.
At some point, the perch began to attack my vibrotail right in the fall, the main thing is to throw the bait as close as possible to the thickets of the water lily. And there were a lot of poklevok, but the implementation suffered, although, nevertheless, I caught a couple of copies.
After 8 pm, the bite completely subsided; over the next 40 minutes, I came across only a couple of nuisances on a red HIROKO. And at sunset I decided to end the fishing.
And in general, the output was successful. Yes, there was no big fish, there was no distribution, but I got the pleasure of catching in places where nostalgic memories fill me. And I will certainly come back to my home river, but definitely not soon.