I had a spare couple of hours this morning to nip down to the canal before going for a walk up the Beacon with Stef, Tuss and John Preston. On Friday I dug out an ancient 3-layer Gore-tex cagoule to wear over my Buffalo jacket and today thought I'd be cosy. Sadly I was very wrong and ended my session perchless and frozen. I've had a great three weekend run catching at least one decent fish per outing dropshotting small natural looking baits close to the bottom and and considering the conditions today (a bitterly cold East wind) maybe I shouldn't complain
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