A fishing-trip account from Sue’s Pond, covering bivvy setup, rod and rig choices, and how the anglers settled into their peg before using measuring sticks and wraps to mark casting distance.

Get out of the problem of a flat battery on a Hyundai Kona Hybrid car.

The second week of June, mainly dry with bright sunshine between one slight rain shower during the day, but with a blustery wind. Mid-day temperatures have dropped from the low thirties the week before last week to be continually under twenty with today being fourteen. Air pressure has slowly dropped thirty points from a high of thousand-and-thirty, down to a thousand last week and back up to a thousand and ten today. We live in a time of change. Two fishing trips ago we (mainly Bampa) suffered in the heat of the hottest May day since nineteen-forty-two. Our last trip, only just inside June, was windy. Since then, we have suffered high winds and rain giving the impression that the transition from spring to summer may never happen. The weather is not all that has changed over the last couple of months. Bampa’s philosophy on fishing went down the route of his pole and seat box being his way forward in life, then he decided that the two of us under the brolly, chatting, (plus arm wrestlin

Yet another failure at float and ledger fishing, but a PB carp on the side. Will we pack it in and revert to normal methods? See next week's thrilling episode.

We thought we had things cracked at last, and we were wrong. We thought it would be a pleasant day for fishing, and we were wrong. Maybe next time then.

A Revelation – Float and Ledger Fishing, with a Twist, Part One of Two. Mid-May, water still way less than twelve degrees, heavy showers, but overcast / bright sunshine through the day. After weeks of increasing temperatures, a cold, east wind changed to one from the south-west in the afternoon. Morning temperatures around four degrees Celsius. Air pressure just under ten-ten. While I had always been fine with my two method feeders, rod pod and two alarms, Bampa convinced me that alarms were unnecessary, and because we had bait runner reels, the whirring of a spool was enough to alert us to bites without disturbing the peace of the countryside, and/or the peace of other anglers. In fact, although alarms were allowed on the Cadoxton Ponds that we’d recently started fishing, bait runner reels were insisted upon there. We wondered why until we witnessed a fellow angler (on a different pond) lose both rod and reel to a particularly strong and quick fish. The change to ‘bait runner only’ wa