Tom Scholey has a love hate relationship with the Stainforth and Keadby Canal, as his latest blog reveals.
I absolutely love fishing the Stainy as the place is solid with roach, skimmers and perch. The hate part comes in when the scales arrive, as I generally think I have done well, before tipping my hard earned net into the weigh sling only to find out that I am miles off the pace!
I had hoped that the 2011/2012 season would hold better things for me, but given the start that I have just had in my first match of the year on the venue, I am not so optimistic anymore.
It was in the Al Bailey Memorial, a 100 peg match consisting of 25 teams of four. I drew 193, which is bang opposite a diesel pump just twenty or so yards from the mouth of a marina. Though it isn’t by any means a great draw, there are normally a few fish in the area so I held out hope of at least catching a reasonable weight and securing decent points for the team.
Try as I might though, I just couldn’t seem to put a run of fish together, even on bloodworm! I seemed to get two or three bites before a line would die and I would have to top up and move elsewhere in order to keep fish going in the net.
Needless to say, I was none to pleased when my 8-1-0 of small skimmers and roach was only good enough for 18th in my 25 peg section. It was a similar story for the rest of my team, and I would imagine we would have finished somewhere near the bottom of the pile. To make matter even worse, I was hussled out of £1 by the angler on the next peg who insisted that we have a side bet.
Considering the fact that said person hadn’t been fishing for over two years, had no hooks tied and had to borrow a couple of rigs from his son who was also fishing, I felt reasonably sure my money would be safe.
The fact of the matter is though, Nathan Hughes, father to England Youth International Cameron Hughes and owner of the famous Nathans Of Derby tackle shop has probably forgotten more about bloodworm fishing than I know!
By his own admission, he was a little rusty at first, but when he got going he was one of the most naturally smooth anglers I have ever watched. It is easy to see why he was so successful when he was Match Fishing on a regular basis!
So I scuttled off back down the M18 with my tail between my legs, and a big red hand print on my bottom. The thing that makes me really question my sanity though is that I’m actually looking forward to going back for the first round of the individual league next week!