Hedley and his grandson Sebbie came along for a coarse fishing lesson. Hedley used to fish matches back in the 70s, whereas Sebbie was a complete beginner (one of many youngsters inspired to try fishing by TV programs such as Chasing Monsters).
They were soon in action with the whips:
The roach were being very finicky and there were many missed bites and some quiet spells, but they caught a few:
Sebbie learned to cast with a rod and reel and managed one roach on this method:
He then went back to the whip for more roach and this nice perch:
Hedley was finding angling to be just as enjoyable as it ever was, even after a 40 year layoff:
In the afternoon I was joined by Sam and his son Hector, back for another session after trying fishing for the first time with me back in May.
The fishing was even slower now and after a while Hector asked if we could try the river. It turned out to be a good idea. He had bites straight away from minnows:
Then he had some chub and dace:
Towards the end he caught a cracking dace (no picture unfortunately) and a decent roach:
Sam had been a bystander so far, but had a quick go with the whip and immediately had a dace (not as big as Hector’s, I should point out!):
It was going to be Hector’s birthday the next day. I understood from Sam that a set of fishing tackle was the main present this enthusiastic young angler was going to receive.
It had been great seeing the different generations enjoying fishing together.