I missed catching pike, but I didn’t want to forget about the chub, so on a day off in the morning I went to the nightmare of both.
Spinning took up to 18 grams in order to drive the cranks and the cranks with the jig.
The weather is now worth the most pike, cool little gray days and rains – a classic for toothy. In addition, the water in the rivers has risen strongly and is stable.
I decided to start with a pike site. Of course, in muddy water, he relied on acid colors. The first pike showed itself through several postings, ate a glamorous pink tioga 4 'on 10 or 12 grams.
The second pecked, while I was talking on the phone with a friend and gently twitching a floating crank. Hit very strongly and pleasantly surprised at the dodge.
After that there were a couple more pokes on jig and wobblers, one gathering.
After walking an hour and a half in the vicinity, I decided to return to the point where there were bites and descents. The 85th loaded Mirazhek brought 2 more hits, one of which realized with a cord.
When everything was quiet, I went to a completely different area, upstream. There, at first, hungry pikes were waiting for me, who pecked at the jig three times but didn’t pick it up, and in the evening switched to the chub.
Lobasty pecked like the last time, he saw around 20 good blows, with an average size of 300-500 grams, but because of the excessive rigidity of the spinning marked “pike rod”, only three managed to catch, the others went down or didn’t stop. Tsuribito Sweet Crank, Kosadaka Roger Midi and Raven worked.
Next time I’ll prepare myself better and go to “mess up” with these lobed-faced roggers!