Pike does not take, then we catch burbot
This time, there were few and not in vain fishermen on the old man near the water intake. Only ruffians pecked at the bait. And only one small pike fell…

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Fishermen Igarka already without fish
The first changes in the usual way of life under the influence of the new law have already been felt by the fishermen of the polar Igarka. They were forbidden…

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When the moon burns and takes burbot
Night burbot fishing. Preparing for fishing. The alarm of fate rings in the sky, and blood is burning with excitement ... Burbot night fishing Night fishing requires some preparation for…

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Salabon soldier is right

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?

Many of the fish in our reservoirs are not particularly sensitive and scrupulous in their choice of food and prey, even if they are individuals of the same species. If we talk about eating the eggs of a neighbor for spawning, and of its own species, then all fish sin from this, from conditionally peaceful to notorious predators. Too, apparently, this food is tasty and high-calorie – caviar. In addition, any quieter and laziest peaceful fish would not mind catching the fry if it suddenly appears next to the mouth of a hypocrite carp at the wrong time and in the wrong place … Especially if the carp or bream are stately and large fish.

Few river fish guard their offspring
Such defenders of their eggs and fry include pike perch, and, according to some information, it’s men, dads. Such fanged and thorny dads on maternity leave … Therefore, often after spawning, when, it would seem, the spinning player is the time to wait for the active bite and fattening of the spawned predator, this bite never comes. And only in late May and early June, zander begins to actively grab the bait and bait fish. Continue reading

Rollton Cakes

Nothing, nothing, men, if you try it, you don’t like it – it’ll go to lure …

On this day, there was no bite on Borovskaya, at least on the spinners. But barely hooked on a small yellow-orange twister, as the fishing line resiliently settles, and a live weight hangs on it. Perch! I bring him to the boat and push my son:

– Vanka, the sack! He fusses, pulling out the pressed landing net, then, happily hurrying, brings him under the fish. The specimen, of course, is not a record one, and if you put it bluntly, it’s not a big one, but it’s on its weight and it can break off the thin tip of the ultra-light. At least, I think so, looking at a stunted to pity whip, thinner than a match …

Soon he took another perch. But we already passed it. Such perches, no heavier than three hundred grams, I snagged on the lakes from each cast, tired of this monotonous fishing. How to surprise a pike? “Aglia” didn’t make any impression on the toothy, as if there was no golden triumph of “celebrities”. So – a concussion … Continue reading

On the channel near the Horseshoe

Pike is envious of someone else’s hunt. Tired of the grip of little things, built a “tandem” …

Today I go spinning along the channel near the island of Horseshoe. There was a short rain, the sun came out and everything around me steamed. I move along the coastal grass and from time to time I check the lure’s warm water. Having exhausted the supply of running and tested oscillators, I turn to turntables and wobblers. And then some exotic jelly-like worms, peeped in fishing films, come into play, but then I leave these delights to athletes, professionals. I’m not quite a retrograde and take something useful for myself, apply it. Now there are a lot of all sorts of literature, manuals, useful, of course, but most often being a compilation, not quite author’s. And there is no desire to rack their brains over all these expensive new products, because, unlike professionals, often narrowly focused (spinning, for example), I like fishing the most diverse, in unexpected and fresh places. Having lashed the channel up and down, I get out to the shore – to swallow a seagull. Having set up a tent on a wind-blown shoreline, I climb into it, lifting it up, and quietly fall asleep under the purr of the receiver and the grunt of waves on the banks. Continue reading

Closer to the fall, the conditions of any fishing change
From a boat or shore? Aksakovskaya bream fishing. From the boat to the donka. Closer to the fall, the conditions of any fishing are changing. Especially these changes are noticeable…

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Closer to the fall, the conditions of any fishing change
From a boat or shore? Aksakovskaya bream fishing. From the boat to the donka. Closer to the fall, the conditions of any fishing are changing. Especially these changes are noticeable…

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Fisherman's Dreams - Tent Stack CUBE 2
Tent Stack KUB 2 can be called the embodiment of a fisherman's dream, where a relatively low price is combined with the best qualities of a tent for winter fishing…

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Moody White Eye Sope
It's frosty. Fifteen degrees in the morning. Under a high shore, on the slopes of which a small village is spread, there are about thirty fidgets sitting on a frosty…

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