A dabble in the duck pond

      It's Tuesday morning and I was scheduled to make a trip to meet Bure Boy and fish the duck ponds at Great Massingham but only after having a crafty pint of Woodforde's Wherry at the Dabbling Duck, and very pleasant it was too.
      Finally we leave the pub and meander to our cars after only one pint and drive the few hundred yards to the larger upper pond and survey the murky water where theres plenty of signs showing fish moving. The large pond has a huge head of small carp and roach and I have no doubt that the carp will like the sweetcorn and the roach the stewed wheat. I really do think that the wheat, so easy to prepare, is an underestimated bait probably because it isn't modern and it has simply been forgotten and overtaken by technically 'superior' baits.

      Bure Boy was fishing with boilies and min-pellets, far too sophisticated for me but he did catch a larger carp with his modern methods, in fact here's a photograph of the angling Monet playing yet another carp.
      Tackled up and ready to go I cast out and within minutes a roach takes the wheat and during the afternoon another eleven followed it into the net and eighteen carp, not large carp at all but they provided good sport. As always all the roach on wheat and all the carp on sweetcorn. Fishing on the ponds isn't serious fishing by any means but it does take you back to your childhood even if you view the childhood angling experience through rose tinted glasses.

      The lost duckling paddled on looking for the rest of his family but only after giving the float a thorough beaking. He wouldn't last long in some of the venues where I go pike fishing, he'd be a mere mouthful, there'd be a swirl and then nothing on the surface.
      Anyway we're going to go back to the pond sometime around the end of September when the weather cools to see if we can winkle out some of the bigger roach and have a day of really serious fishing.
      That'll be after a pint of Woodforde's Wherry of course.