When a friend is under the ice
This morning, Sergei clearly caught Vitaly on the first ice. The fish seemed to go around the holes of his friend and took only from him. When another large fish…

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Horse fish can slurp
Fishing on top during the golden days of Indian Summer. What is the reason for the fish’s unwillingness to peck? More than once in the summer I heard a frank…

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We are changing the living world
We are clearly changing the living world and it is not known what it will result in. Most likely, many people remember how, before the year 2000, the zealots of…

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and on the fishing

About feeder fishing and the dangers of superstition

The opinion of the extraordinary superstition and mystical mood of anglers has already become classic and somewhat erased. All this is true, but it is not difficult to find the cause of such oddities. A true fisherman spends half his life fishing, and retires the rest … How can one be a dry pragmatist and realist, spending the night by the fire under the cold gaze of the full moon – Queen Inferno? And how not to believe in the Law of Meanness, if it constantly confirms its right to exist. For a banal experiment, a lot is not required. It takes a couple of weeks to “plow” at the most dirty work, for example, a slave in a galley or a house master from a former classmate who has long invited to hammer a nail into the wall. In this case, you must constantly think and dream about two or three days of fishing with an overnight stay, which will be of such and such a day and day. Dreams must be voiced by witnesses, they say, oh, I’ll go fishing and fish, I’ll catch a fish, I’ll take triple aromatic vodka under my ear! .. Yes, far from my wife and children … Until all this is predicted and dreamed, wetted by labor sweat, it won’t stop on the street the bright sun will shine and the clouds will look like pink lambs. But as soon as the evening arrives before the blessed and long-awaited fishing, when dirty clouds are dragged from somewhere, they flop on the tops of poplars and weep in tedious sea-rain, which will last exactly as many days as were allowed for such an expected fishing. But once you get to work, the sun smiles again and the white clouds float slowly over the horizon … Continue reading

On the Volga from the shore
In the morning, the Volga resembles a large lake. Almost no current, and along the coast stretch strips of greenery. HPS gates usually open at around ten o’clock. Only then…

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Fisherman, think: do you become a poacher?
An instructive story about how a young fisherman grew up and became a poacher. It is especially depressing that there is no fiction in it, one truth. Quiet summer morning.…

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Feeder in Russian
Like all donkeys, even the simplest ones, the feeder can be called one of the most common and universal gears. Fishermen with a feeder may be silver bleak, although it…

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Cannibals among fish
What kind of fish would not mind to scorn and gobble up your brother by blood? And what do we fishermen care about who among the fish devours each other?…

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