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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