Craig and I had an evening on the float tubes at Simpsons Ground on Tuesday. Craig put his usual “battering them” performance and had five fish including an absolute belter at dusk.
As is always the case things were slow early on and the flat calm conditions hardly helped but as the light faded a sedge hatch really brought on a fantastic rise. I had a couple and lost three, two of the losses were due to a “bendy” hook, which I couldn’t change as it was almost dark and my head torch was in my bag back on shore. I really need to get myself sorted with separate pieces of kit to leave in the tube, it’s particularly stupid seeing as I’ve 4 head torches knocking about at home and in the truck…at least this time I had some glasses!
It really was a special night, almost cloudless for the last hour and there were stars appearing by the minute. With no road noise and virtually no light pollution, we could have been the last people on earth as we paddled around the idyllic lake in the last light of the day with only the bats flitting round our heads and owls calling from the wood for company. I recall being ready to head for shore when the sound of Craig’s big fish crashing about, reached me from the other side of snags. “Good lad” I thought and paddled for shore. With the solstice just round the corner, it was well past eleven when we pulled the tubes out.
It was a privilege to be out there to experience such a night at such a lovely place, really shows what our neck of woods has to offer.