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Roast done now I've just got to get out the door 😁

My significant others brother has come to visit, car is loaded and I'm fishing after lunch why does this seem the longest roast Dinner Ive ever cooked 😢 Sunday roast then fishing not a bad old day though 😁

So with all the travelling light that we are all doing nowadays make Up a few pva bags (I am using liquidised bread atm )and store them in either a 25mm or 32mm esp pva container. you will be surprised how many you can get in one of those tubes 😉

I'm sorting all my gear out tonight, tying few new rigs multi and chod for my first trip to my new club lake tomorrow day session only. I'm going to be like a kid tonight I won't be able to sleep well excited. 😁👍

I havent had a beer since January 1st 😢 I made it out the bunker is up and it's lovely nowhere near as small as I thought its pukka nice and comfortable for the cold season, I've even popped on the wrap full luxury tonight and feeling confident , the rods are both in action and it looks like I may have the place to myself soon and I didn't bring the snide 3rd rod 😭 Sometimes you have to do these things for a peaceful life 😀 no washing up though

Have a look at Angling lines I think a venue call Vinions or something like that may be what you are looking for Here you go https://www.anglinglines.com/Vincons/

It's to do with the washer arrangement under the spool , if you look I should think you have multiple under there. Take some away to adjust the line lay . Think that's the right way around if not it's the other way lol 😁

Thanks lads - what a great experience!

Well I collected the ticket for my new club at the weekend so just need to attach a passport photo and i'll be good to go, I'm going to try and have a walk around one of the lakes on Saturday and fish it on Monday. 🙂👍

I have kissed a few fish over the years, Usually blank savers. I can remember a week at Taverham Mills where for some reason I wasn't catching on the static rods, while Bruce in the next swim round had at least one fish every day, between 10-18lb. We were freshening the spots every day, yet for some reason they were ignoring mine, and going straight round into his area. I had had a few smaller fish during the week stalked during the day, or on floaters, but absolutely nothing on the 'overnight' rods. On the day we were due to pack up the weather totally changed, from dry and bright to typical wet and rainy Bank Holiday weather, I was wet, the bivvie was now wet so I was in a 'couldn't care less' mood, I'd had enough, just wanted to get away, just because I hadn't caught on my bottom bait rods. About 2hours before we were due to pack up I decided on a 'last' recast, and within 30minutes I had a 15lb leather, 14lb mirror and another. The 15 did get kissed as a 'blank' saver from the bottom bait rods. I also have pucs of a 30 that forced me to kiss it. I was at Nazeing and hooked a fish from the right hand margins, about 2metres away from the rod tip. I played it away and netted it very quickly, so it can't have been totally tired out. On the bank it became a wrestling match to get pictures, as it tensed to flip, I pulled it towards me so I could 'drop' down onto the unhooking mat. The guy taking pics managed to get one as I was mouth to dorsal. 😱😆 Freudian slip typo left in place😉

If anyone wants to get behind a military charity, can I suggest SSAFA? After the breakdown of my marriage due to PTSD, and having approached a GP for help and being told that I would have to go on a 6-12 month waiting list for initial assessment (a timeframe doubled by the GP then "forgetting" to do the referral - 6 months waiting for an appt that was not gonna arrive) I was found by my parents and brought back to Sussex. They asked H4H for help twice but I was never seen by them. In desperation, (as I was a total mess, been hospitalised twice with pancreatitis due to self medicating with Stella and vodka - been tee total since 2016 - and having had my father find me removing my tow rope form the boot of my car - ideal noose after all) they contacted SSAFA or the soldiers sailors air force association. They spoke to a SSAFA rep who interviewed me the following day, (he was ex parachute regt) he immediately realised I was a danger to myself and referred me to a clinical psychologist privately of which they paid the fees, the day after the referral was sent, (a sunday) the rep collected me from my parents house and drove me to see the psychologist at her own home. I was formally diagnosed with severe untreated PTSD and referred for immediate treatment. I started counselling on the Tuesday. It took a while, but I got there. I even returned to the ambulance service, something I couldn't have done prior to SSAFA's intervention. On the last day of my treatment, the counsellor told me that it was "the first day of the new life" I left, drove to Wales to collect my boys, returned to Sussex and took my boys to a local holiday park 15mins from my house (nothing too taxing - got an awesome carp lake!!) walked into the restaurant and got chatting to a very attractive blonde girl, (terrified she would tell me to get lost - but as a test of confidence it was pretty scary!) After 3yrs and 3 months together the same blonde and I will be getting married next year... There is light at the end of the tunnel. Seeing my son catch his first fish, teaching my other son how to ride a bike, my youngest son catching a PB 28lb+ mirror... A thousand little things that I could have missed had SSAFA not stepped in, along with family friends children and my partner, I thought I was pretty strong, being a blood splattered war fighting medic, but my reluctance to ask for help nearly cost me everything. The fight in getting better was tough, but screw it, don't let the bad uns win! I mean, miss this? No way!