This trip was the last in this season, the calendar was on November 15. Arriving at the cottage, started perform the last in this year's work, pruning vines, disassembly of downhole pump and other stuff landlady. Having worked for an hour and a half, does not maintain and run shore storage facilities, as there is water, there are, or have later? Twenty meters to the beach, notice the sheen of water, then still there. Coming ashore with pleasure inhale the odor of the water and autumn leaves, the breeze chasing ripples on the water surface, bursts of fish to see, but I do know that the fry, which I need here there. I decide a little more work and then come again, but with malyavnitsey, glancing around the lake and not seeing any fisherman, going back to the country. Wife prepared a light lunch, snack time, the time is closer to eleven. After lunch, a quick tidy up the whip grapes, packed pump and carry it in the trunk machine. From the same pull out malyavnitsu and took a piece of Makukha, as well as a bucket for fry, go to the bank. Cake is tied to the net and dropped into the water malyavnitsu now we have to wait centimeters of water for about forty malyavnitsy tip sticking out of the water. Lighting up and steeper head 360 degrees, which can - that will rybachek try your luck for me though is clear, the fish had already moved away from the coast and only in long-range casting can count on a couple Karasik. But I am now more care catching on live bait, I would like to pass on the first reset and catch walleye on the fry. Weather seems to be quite good, a bit overcast, calm and warm, should take a predator! Raise malyavnitsu - there! The grid shines a trifle, so let's see what there is, emptied fry into a bucket, a dozen ukleek, pieces of eight crucian with penny size, draw the conclusion that crucian few have more. Make one more casting malyavnitsy, thinking to himself, until doedem to a place few ukleek asleep, and Karasik pozhivuchee - Stand, and pecks on the crucian somehow better than bleak. Perhaps the bleak fast asleep on the hook, although I know that pike prefer uzkotelyh fish sips his narrow. Second rise brings several dozen ukleek and Karasik, enough to change the water if the bowl, until the evening would be enough. Quickly go the cottage, his wife has a bayonet, always ready, all collected and piled into the car, put a bucket with Malcolm on the floor at the feet of his wife, hold my own! Closing all the castles, goodbye to giving up the next season and mayhem motor, touch, time is coming! to the place to go for thirty minutes at first on the highway, then along the bank of first channel and hranilisha, but it's so bad, there are plates, although fairly spoiled for dozens of years the car, here's more - it is a real punishment - the cobblestone road! It is also far from ideal, the pit and protruding boulders, a real challenge for chassis vehicle. But almost no chattering teeth to the beat movement, we overcome distance of a kilometer and a half and is exerted on the banks of relief with the first store. Fishermen are not many on our left side sits a few people on the right the same three men, two spinning and a grandfather with the bike, probably with happiness, and maybe with the village. Quickly unloaded a bucket of live bait on them to carry water and change water fish. So, now I'm rigging took zhivtsovuyu bait, quickly bring it into working condition, display depths of two meters, baits bleak and make a throw. About ten meters from the beach is the main stream, I try to put an fry next to the jet, and float on the calm water. Scored both wanted and putting rod on the reeds and began to prepare bait for white fish, and maybe you are lucky. Decided to use maggots as bait, although I have had more and pasta. Place was excellent, just around the corner bed, but water was scarce, seven yards from the shore the depth was 60 centimeters. Okay, we will try, throwing a little dressing in the clearing among the reeds, get set, take out my chair, put next to a bucket of live bait on them, the bait box and podsak suddenly come in handy. In the meantime, do not I forget to glance at the float zhivtsovoy rods, but still - the silence. Only a few twitches float live bait is trying to get rid of the hook. Wife happy wandering along the shore, admiring the latest colors of autumn and enjoy the outdoors. I also Kruchu head, still charges the nature of their energy anyone who finds time to escape from the city, the leaves on the maple glowed orange with fire and with a light breeze made its last flight, writing in the air as they know the curve. On the second fishing rod, baited maggots, something happens, the float slowly, as if reluctantly, gradually goes away, it seems that he picked up an easy course, but I'm on the lookout - cuttings and the first production of the rod tip bends. Something good rests and does not want to go to the surface, slowly rotate the reel, finally, the resistance is weakening, and the fish goes to the beach, podsak ready, a gesture, and fish in the net. With surprising considering his trophy - Lin, at 400 grams! What a surprise, tench in November! Omit it in the fish tank and the edge of my eyes I see a sinking float the bait with zhivtsov, so do not rush, pause in three seconds, and Hack. Rod bending under the pressure of the enemy, clutch a little cracked, bleed a little fishing line from the spool, begin vyvazhivat, wondering what of fish there, on the other end. Wrenches blunt, more like a push, throw aside there seems to perch. Start reeling, pulling the fish closer, his wife with delight watching wrestling, his eyes wide. Straight schoolgirl! Tackle for this fishing rod in my safe, the line - 0,25, the German firm «Concept», the leash of the braid-0, 01, no pike the teeth from the first time do not bite, nor for that! I decide to show their intentions and fish. Mota stick coils, and finally, the fish pulled away on the water surface, melknuv white belly - perch. Navozhu on podsak, instant and fish in the net. Good copy - 45 inches more elbow wife claps and jumps on the spot joy, what do you do with us fall? Brings to mind the childhood and adolescence? Rejoice and perch examined more closely, I finally omitting fish fishpond, finally kinuvshuyu at me unblinking and his angry eyes glowing eyes. A good start, baited trap Karasik, make a new cast, at the same place a light splash and swim float centimeters ten freezes on the surface of water in the supine position. Now the second baits bait maggots and threw among the reeds, which still surprise you prepodnesesh me fishing? Float on the water begins to sway like a pendulum, slowly sinking into the depths. When antenna was ready to hide under the water, sweeps do something there, easily extract from the water rudd, at 150 grams, a beauty - a fish with any other do not confuse them. Send it to the fish tank and replacing maggots, again casting do not forget about the first rod and zhivtsov, but there are still quiet, only the light circles on the float Zywiec little poddergivaet twine. Meanwhile, the maggots again bites, the float begins to come out of the water, showing his body, doing a light brush sweeps hand and rod bends in vershinki, slowly begin to remove the fish biting good today, or this fall decided to reward me catch the last fish. Next fish is carp or hybrid, as it often called, under 200 grams. Dropping fish in fish tank, wipe your hands and decide a smoke a bit, good until rush nowhere and two hours, we still have. Talking quietly with his wife, happy trip, but in our conversation there, and sad notes, as neither the season ended and now have a long separation, and of giving and with nature. Of the float on zhivtsovoy fishing rod went round more often, seen live bait twitched more active, noting something in the water. Take the rod in his hand, just in case, just so she bites, float, sharply jerking, freezes for a moment and begins to move downstream, down. After waiting three seconds, put, doing sweeps, the arm feels a pleasant weight of fish. This is not Karasik weighing two hundred grams, this gentleman predator's own persona! Again the clutch gives a voice in the silence, cops dutifully meter pits four fishing lines, his wife anxiously watching the fight and who gets a little reasons to fish on the extended line, start reeling, controlling any shots of fish, but they are not, fish behaves exactly like the previous times, then again perch. Take podsak and begin to bring the fish on the surface boils a breaker from the tail, let's home, do not behave disgracefully, one more effort and walleye is over podsakom, move up and fish in the net. I take out the fish from the nets and released from the hook, good sudachok, just Pobol first, under two pounds. Accept the praise from his wife and angry burning eyes from the pike, well, something really there, because the struggle was honest. Add a trophy to the total number of cages, I'm sorry, but this is cross la vie, you're lost. Change water y zhivtsov and again, selecting the crucian, catch him on a hook, make a throw on the old place, was a success, apparently perch may not be suitable for the main jet, and a little the right, at a calm water. Putting bait on the reed stems and cupped a second, for the white fish baits new maggots and threw. Standing for some time motionless float is showing signs of activity, without changing the depth, begins almost invisible movement towards, surely once again line? Cut and rod bent beneath the weight again, slowly begin to vyvazhivat bouncer to clean water and bringing podsachek, lift the fish up like colt! A little less the first instance, but too bad, 350 grams, exactly. I take out the hook from the dense Linevo lip and a box to the total production, fish tank nice pulls hand, filling the heart of the quiet fishing pleasure, thank you autumn gold, did not expect such a gift! The remaining time I decide to devote to fishing bait, and, taking remnants of maggots off the hook baits his Karasik. Having done a little more depth, casting a second rod, it is not adapted for bait, a little farther reeds come what may. Float, twitching, and lay down on the water and empty circles, all the same weight is too small for bait, and he pulls the fishing line is more active. Leash of twine 0.18 pike-perch stand, but if perhaps Mrs. Pike, then goodbye hook, line against schuchih teeth will not stand, it's the same thing that the oil against a knife, but may get lucky. Minutes later three, a float in this fishing rod twitched a little harder and typing speed has gone away, with a sinking heart, I do sweeps, which is sitting podmatyvayu line and take podsak, the moment the fish inside, red fins, said a lot - okunek, two hundred grams, spread out his upper fin, as if to say, do not take me - a shot! After removing the perch off the hook, send it to relatives - in the fishpond, and skewer the new Karasik moment and live bait in the water. They say - the thought is material and that is true, bite occurred after five minutes, the float again, jerking, froze for a while and then slowly sinking, went to the side, sweeps only for a moment allowed to feel the weight of the fish, tackle came to me without a hook, what to expect, and what happened - the pike ...
I regret starting to put a fishing rod, casting views on zhivtsovuyu tackle until there quietly. Adding the rod and coiled line, carry a fishing rod to the car, take a little exercise, hear the cry in front of his wife and looking on it, I see the finger directed at the bait. Abruptly turned to see a convulsive twitching tip zhivtsovoy rods, bed pull up stakes on the ground and thrown to the bank - razzyava, blow bite! Without much hope Hack and feel the resistance, all is not lost yet'll fight! Again begins a quiet struggle who wins, the fish rests and does not want to go to the beach, well, nothing to fishing and good, you do not know the result beforehand. Some time later, the fish succumbed to, it's time and we show its strength. Start reeling fishing line, fish rests on a last effort seems to perch again. Removing his white belly, the water appears sudachek, a little more and fish in podsake several times trepyhnuvshis the fish calms down. I'll take it under the gills and pull the hook out of its mouth, pike fanning their gills, head it becomes similar to an equilateral triangle. With a smile, showing his wife, she is also laughing, rejoicing with me. The length of this instance was 43 cm
It was, unfortunately, the last gift for fishing, autumn day began to fade, recalling the time, time was naff and go home. Firing zhivtsov into the water and throwing a farewell glance at the surroundings, as if trying to remember all this splendor for a long time, we started off with his wife in the back way - back home. result of this fishing - three perch, a couple of Linkov, rudd, carp and perch a pair! Ear will be good, and on zharehu little left!
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