And this is what feeds on all those Whitefish and mid-sized Inconnu that I recently posted. This fish was released in seconds. Weighing the fish was out of the question (minimize stress). Note the shortened and mangled maxilla (jaw). Someone might have caught this fish years ago.
Note: the guy holding fish is 6'3"!
If you ever ask people what they want to catch while out fishing , 99 % of those people would like to catch a big fish .
In this last episode Glen and I went to Loch Lomond eventually catching up with David . Our setup is simple , it’s called Lrf . Matching our gears is primordial . The rod is light and flimsy , around 7ft in length but can only cast 7gr . I use 4lb fluorocarbon as a main line through to the lure , it’s invisible in the water , not stretching and very strong .The end business is either #HTO mini shad or the fox spikey one , they do the trick .
The morning was slow with intermittent showers around but it soon brighten up and the water suddenly became warmer .
Glen found a quiet spot and the action soon started . Dropping down the midi white stick on the drop shop I was soon registering some bites . The midi stick will definitely catch a bigger Perch , looking like a small fish just about to die .
No big perch lurking about we went on using the fresh digged garden worm , and that always work ! The next bait still fished on the drop shot is secret , the perch love it and so did the eel , not one but two . My face lit up trying to deal with the slimy creature , the silvery protected eel soon became species 18 th on my species challenge .
We then paddle a bit down the loch , forever drifting with the southwesterly wind . We enjoyed a bit of lure fishing casting and retrieving those tiny lures , the action was fierce drawing those fish close to the kayak .
It was time to head back and we fished close in amongst the weed bed . To this time we had no pike , however this quickly changed , Glen suddenly hooked into an Lrf monster . He sat the drag accordingly , his rod bent double under his yak , not giving any slack the fish was his . The little tiny shad was quickly removed and I managed to capture a happy smile of both of them .
The late afternoon action increased with ever cast and more perch and one small pike smashed the lure .
Lrf is great from start to finish , using the right line you can propulse those little lure at a mere 30 yards and fish them in the required depth .
Happy to see the water bailiff doing their round , Loch Lomond provide the best fishing on a larger scale and it’s catch and release only . Till the next trip , tight lines all and enjoy the great outdoors .
I followed this guy for a while and he lead me by some much larger fish but I had to make a judgement call and assumed I had my best chance of getting close to this one. It paid off after 10 minutes when he calmed down and actually took an interest in me.
If you had to name some of the greatest anglers living in the United Kingdom. My old mate Danny Peet would have to be on my list. I met Danny on a big catfish trip in Spain in 1999. Though Danny is more well known for catching big fish using fly fishing methods.
Here he is with a cracking thirty pound plus Pike caught on a fly. Danny has caught many big species of fish from other parts of the world as well, using fly methods. In parts of Africa, and down towards South America way also.
The most remarkable and inspiring thing about him is. He fishes from a wheelchair. He lost the use of his legs during a terrible motor bike accident some years ago. Though you wouldn't think it. The geezer is a machine when it comes to catching big fish.
One of the best things I like about Danny, is he's got a blinding sense of humour. He sent me some photos of himself some years back of him in the water. Holding some big Tarpon he had caught on the fly. I said to him, "Your got to be careful of them bull sharks sneaking up on you and having a bite of you, haven't you". Which he replied with, "I wouldn't probably **** 'in feel it if they did bite me bud!"
Though it was me who give him the nickname Danny 'Platinum B*****ks' Peet, and that title would be hard to steal from him. Truly one of the greatest anglers, and one of the greatest people I have ever met.
A few hours before I caught this Pike an angler asked me, "Steve why have you got a pike safety mat, and not a carp one. Why have you got a pike sling, and not a carp sling, and why are you using a fifty inch landing net?" I think I answered them later that night.
Even though it was a Pike safety mat, the fish was that long I had to hold it's tail in the air. It was like a wild dog on the bank. A bloke said to me, don't put your hands near it's mouth this beast will have your fingers off son.
Though your not meant to catch pike in the summer months really. I received a strange take. Line peeling off the line in slow motion. I had only been cast out about five minutes. A fellow angler told me I was caught up in floating weed. So I reeled in, hook and bait was clean of weed. So I re-cast to the exact same spot again, and could not feel any weed. Within minutes under a full moon the same happened. Line started to peel off my baitrunner reel at slow motion, micro amounts. I decided I'm not in any floating weed, and that it was something playing about with my micro size bait, and struck my rod. Which was followed by an explosion on the surface. That made anglers on the opposite bank to me, stand up suddenly.
Though this pike was an accidental capture, caught while fishing for carp. On a rock hard home made very small white high milk protein popped up boilie. Straight from the lead. At first I thought I had caught a well known Boreham Mere resident carp known as the 'Long Leather', which only ever come out once or twice a year if you was lucky. Though when looking down into the landing net in the dark. We realised it didn't have a big dorsal fin.
The thing is how I got this in on 8Lb Maxma line, going through every set of Lilly pads on route, using such a small hook, size 6 Lion D'or. Fighting on my line like a wild dog. I'm still to this day amazed.
This capture shocked not only me, but every Boreham Mere member that knows about it.
Funny thing was, the next year a day earlier I went on to catch the 'Long Leather' at 21Lb 4oz.
The Pike was put in a sling and weighed. The scales needle was bouncing like crazy. Eventually the fish calmed down, and the needle was hovering near the 30 mark, but I booked it in at 29Lb 8oz.....Besides If the fishing weeklies had reported a thirty pound Pike in them days. Every angler, and his cousins would of be fishing the place within weeks. So lucky it was just under.
I had been told this fish had been found in the winter dead with a lure stuck in it's throat. Though years later photos showed this fish grew on to grow over 36Lbs. It is recognisable by three red dots making a triangle shape scar,
What not many anglers realised back many years before this. Some anglers once netted the lake to see what was actually in there, and in one of the nets from the same spot where I caught my Pike, was a Pike of over forty pounds. (That would of been a different fish, and the British record in them days)
I only personally know of two in Essex being caught over forty pounds. Only one of them caught on rod and line, from a lake named 'The Warren'.
The reason I believe the Pike took my bait. Which I came to the conclusion, when examining the photo. Is that Pike was far too thin for it's length. So through hunger it was after anything it could stick it's teeth into, how ever small. How it's razor sharp teeth never cut through the line is a mystery though.