11th February 2009

Not quite what I had in mind

Half Term means that I get to take Caleb fishing during the week, it's not the easiest of things with me working shifts, as he can't fish for 4 weeks while I'm on weekends.

Like most young lads, fishing means the chance of adventure, and he seems to particularly enjoy fishing the rivers. So with this in mind we made our way done to my usual place this winter the lower Avon. Leaving the gear in the car we trudged across the field, which only days before had been under a couple of feet of water, the river had dropped to 0.6m above usual winter levels, but it was a horrible colour. I can't explain why but I just didn;t like the look of it. So back across the field to the car we went, and then on to the river Severn.

The Severn looked good, but the banks where very slippery, before we'd even chosen where to fish I'd ended up on my back twice.... much to Caleb's amusement. When you've got a ten year old with you you can't take risks, we probably shouldn't take risks at any time truth be told, but how many of us do? the Banks of the lower Severn are difficult at best and down right dangerous at worst, luckily this stretch of the river has a section of grass bank, of course it's the least productive bit of the river, but it's safe.