September blog



2lb6oz Roach Oz 29.09.17
2lb6oz of Ribble Silver!


September heralds a real change in the seasons as Autumn kicks in. All barbel anglers, including myself,  love this time of year as damp, mild weather arrives, coinciding with the Barbel fattening themselves up for the rigours of the winter ahead. Hungry fish should be easier to catch…in theory!

Currently the water temperatures are still at summer heights, but over the coming months they will start to fall and a wise angler will be keeping a close eye on temperature trends, as it will have a massive impact on his or her chances, but for now its mainly about water levels and water clarity triggering the fish to feed.

08.09.16 Upper Trent

If you are one of the few people to have read last months blog (thank you!!) you will know this season I decided to have a pop at the upper Trent, and to concentrate on a single stretch to try to get to grips with it, and that so far I have failed miserably to land a decent barbel. However my determination is undiminished, so once again I drove the 80 miles, with a lot uncertainty in my mind. Despite my best efforts I have failed to find an effective method of catching the resident Barbel but have seen several fantastic fish caught by anglers while I sat just feet away!

I had checked the levels on Guagemap ( before I set off so knew the river was carrying a fair amount of extra water, and I had a particular swim in mind. Fortunately I was the only angler on so was happy to set up camp there.

Given the distance travelled, I have started doing overnighters and this stretch is ideal as it allows good car access,  basically fishing out of the boot. This is definitely a ‘Trent thing’, I cant think of a single stretch of the Ribble that has banks accessible to vehicles, and to be honest I quite like it that way. To carry all your gear on your back to the distant swims needs commitment and almost a ‘who dares wins’ attitude. Every fish feels hard won and somehow more valuable for it. That’s not to belittle Trent fish; despite what the social media would have you believe they still take some catching, especially the upper reaches which can be ball breakingly tough going.

The swim looked good with the extra water but it had lost any of the colour it might have had, so I was still uncertain of my chances. Initially some heavy rain came through during the day but as the evening approached the sun came out and it was very pleasant sat watching the motionless rod tops with a couple of pies and a flask by my side.

I fished 2 rods, both with 12lb mainline, straight leads, pva bags, Krill and Source and boilies wrapped in paste. I set my rods as low as possible here, the water is fairly slack and around 10-12ft deep and I am only fishing 5 metres from the bank, so having the rods high achieves nothing and leaves the main line cutting through the water at a such a steep angle that any self respecting barbel must be wary of the rig.

It was past midnight and I was about to retire to my bed when my downstream rod screamed off. I was on it as fast as a fat middle aged man is able, and a mighty battle ensued. Despite gearing up for the larger residents of the stretch I was amazed by the power of the fish and feared the 12lb striptease hooklength and size 8 korda widegape might not be up to the forces I was applying to stop the fish getting to far downstream as I was uncertain if the willows there harboured any snags. I shouldn’t have worried, no snags were found and the rig was more than up to the task; soon the fish was nestled in the net. In the beam of the headtorch I thought it looked around a double, a nice fit long fish but not as thickset as the ones my mate Kris caught the previous trip. I was pleased to read 10lb1oz on the scales after subtracting the net, my duck was broken and I was a very happy angler.

10lb14oz Cuttle 08.09.17

After resting the fish swam away strongly; I sat out under the stars and gathered my thoughts, the over-riding feeling was one of relief at finally landing a decent Barbel from the stretch, however I couldn’t help but dwell on the knowledge that there are some super specimens here that would dwarf the one I had just released.

I guess I must have nodded off in my chair because I was woken with a shock in the early hours by a screaming Delkim, fortunately this fish went straight for the far bank, it was a frantic fight but it was relatively straight forward to stop it and play it out in open water in front of me. As soon as it hit the net I could see it had wider shoulders than the first fish and it made a difference at the scales coming in at 10lb14oz. Again, it wasn’t going to break records but I was absolutely made up with it, and wasn’t even disappointed when the rest of the night passed without incident.

10lb1oz Cuttle 08.09.17

Even though I find these overnight sessions hard work physically and mentally I believe they are the best way to maximise the chances on this relatively tough water, and to make the most of the cost and time spent getting to more distant venues. My overnight kit is pretty basic with no frills, so I could probably make it a lot more comfortable with some judicial investment, but I don’t intend to make it a regular thing. What I do know is the full English in the Salt Box Cafe tasted so much better the next morning with a couple of good fish under my belt.

15.09.17 Upper Trent

I just couldn’t resist having another try after last week. I watched the river level rise all week and knew where I wanted to be. I turned up at lunch and was pleased to find my first choice swim vacant so got set up without further ado.

I fished exactly the same as last week, the only difference was the feeling of confidence I had knowing the method had worked before.

Well, it was a long night to be honest, I sat on my rickety old chair under a brolley in persistent rain until the early hours with not a twitch to break the monotony. Eventually I was beaten by fatigue and retired to my bivvie, intending just to lie down and rest my eyes. I know this may be controversial but I confess I left my rods on the Delkims, primed and in position. I was in a relatively snag free swim, both rigs were equipped to deal with big fish and were situated over a boulder free gravel bottom. I fish from an open fronted bivvie and believed I could be on the rods as quickly as I could from my chair.

At 5am I got the chance to prove the theory as I got a scream on the upstream rod and leapt from my bed barefoot in a flash, any thoughts of footware lost in the panic, and I have to say I moved like Hussain Bolt ( a larger, beardy version anyway!). I had the rod in its fighting curve before the fish had moved more than a couple of feet and after a short but frantic scrap it was in the net. The scales read 10lb1oz, same as last week but it was a different fish, easily identifiable by a dent near its anal fin.

10lb1oz Cuttle 15.09.17

The lady serving at the Salt Box the next morning must have thought I was ‘care in the community’ as I stood before her in my dishevelled state grinning from ear to ear, but that’s what catching a good fish does to me! God help her if I bag a 14!!

22.09.17 Mid Ribble

I might as well start by saying straight from the off I blanked today. Not just for Barbel but for everything, not so much as a tap all day and half the night.

The levels were down and the river was pretty clear, not the best to be honest. I decided to venture downstream of my usual area to try a new swim I had my eye on from a previous recce. I often take a walk when the going is slow and I think it is time well spent when you can identify interesting features, especially when the river is low and reveals her secrets.

This swim just looked interesting, a far bank run dissolved into a pool that looked deep, but until I chucked a lead around I didn’t realise just how deep. I estimated 15-18ft with a sandy bottom. Despite working hard I failed to entice the slightest interest, but I believe it holds promise and made a mental note to try again here when there is more water in the river.

29.09.17 Mid Ribble

After last weeks disappointment I headed for more familiar water, but once there I again decided to forgoe my usual swims and try somewhere new. The river was dropping from a sharp rise the day before and still a foot up, but some serious rain had fallen in the night and on the journey up the motorway so I suspected she would be on the rise again.

Sunset Oz 29.09.17
When the weather can’t make its mind up!!!


The Ribble is a fast reacting spate river and because the ground is now saturated, rainfall moves very quickly into the system. Rises can be quite astonishing and definitely affect my swim choices. No point casting to the far bank when there is likely to be a 2m rise in the next couple of hours that turns the river to leaf soup and drags your rig to the near bank! I always try to do my research, find swims that will be good in a flood and be prepared to move to them if the levels change.

Hard to believe it was absolutely hammering down just 15 minutes later!!!


In this case I chose a slow deep section that would be easier to fish if the river rose, but even here it was difficult due to the number of leaves already in the water column. I was forced to fish mid river rather than across as I would have preferred. On the day I suffered epic monsoon rain storms followed by hot sunny ‘T shirt’ spells, typical of September and even though the river only rose a few inches the leaves were a menace and I think I probably made the right choice.

I was fishing for barbel and geared up accordingly, so I was quite surprised when the rod indicated a tentative bite on a 16mm krill boilie which turned out to be a 14oz roach. This area is renowned for its roach but I didn’t expect them on such heavy gear, nor did I think they could fit a 16mm boilie in their compact mouths, but I live and learn.

The surprises continued as I managed to land another similar sized fish, followed by the biggest roach I have ever caught from a river weighing in at 2lb6oz (see headline photo)and another around 1lb12oz!

The Ribble is one of the few places that has a head of ‘Roach/Chub’ hybrids, know locally as ‘Choach’ but the larger fish certainly looked like a proper Roach. It was witnessed by a passing angler who was seemed very impressed, but I have to say it was not very sporting on the gear I was using. However once again it shows the potential sport this cracking river could offer the float angler; I could see a winter trotting session on the cards!


Roach from Oz 29.09.17
Pure roach??


Late afternoon I finally managed a Barbel of around 4lb and I was grateful for it. Sadly it was the only one despite sticking it out until 10pm. Things don’t seem as easy as last season on the Ribble but there are still some very good fish coming out, just not for me at the moment.

5lb Oz 29.09.17
A welcome splasher


So that was my lot for September, the triumph of catching a few nice fish on a challenging new venue balanced out by a blank session. I’m looking forward to October, this time last year I had some cracking fishing and I am hoping for a repeat. To everybody who gets out this usually productive month, good luck and Tight Lines!




Suffering on the Severn

Angry river Severn!



I think the Goddess Sabrina was suffering from PMT; bloated and angry are apt adjectives for the river we faced on Friday, the start of a long weekend trip. Maybe I had vexed her in a frustrated facebook post a couple of weeks ago when I told a mate I had never blanked before on the Severn. Little did I know that she certainly wasn’t going to bestow her Barbel treasures easily.


After a ‘big breakfast’ rendezvous in the Bridgnorth Wetherspoons, Kris and I headed to Danesford on the Birmingham Anglers ticket, simply because the walk is mercifully short and I reasoned we could survey the river for suitable flood water swims. The level was 2.8m and it looked like Willey Wonka’s river, with plenty of timber on the move, water temp was 7C.

We found one definite goer swim and 2 maybe’s so we flipped a coin and I won; no room for chivalry today, so I took what looked to be the dead cert. Just one rod I thought, 12lb braid to a 8’s Drennan conti with a 1.5″ cube of flavoured spam hair rigged on some gardening wire ‘ladies legs’ style.

Ten minutes later the rod ripped off and I quickly landed a very tatty looking splasher. I thought I was in for a good session but as I said, Sabrina had it in for me. The rain got worse and the day turned cold and miserable and the fish were conspicuous by their absence.

My miserable face says it all, slim pickings from a mean river.


Kris managed to snare a similar splasher of his own, then at the death he lost a better fish. As is the way with BA we had to be off at dark but I think we could have fished till the morning for nowt that day.


Thankfully the pubs and restaurants of Bridgnorth are excellent and fortified by many pints and a bloody good curry I slept the sleep of the just and awoke ready to face new challenges.


Even more water! With around 3m on we had to find flood water swims now. My usual ‘flyers’ were nothing short of Amazonian, so I suggested we try a club water toward Shrewsbury that featured some near bank slack water. We arrived to find it looking fine and at last I felt positive about our chances, though still very coloured and a water temp of 6C. I fished 2 rods, boilie on one, meat on the other, perfectly positioned on the crease (or so I imagined!).

First chuck my mate is into a fish, it looked decent size in the net but the scales said otherwise. I did the honours with my camera and was shocked just how good the snaps were. Anybody who reads my blog and facebook page will know my usual self takes using a screw on a bank stick are pretty disappointing, but I excelled myself with camera in hand. The fish looked massive, just goes to show you can easily be deceived by photo’s. Kris was laughing as he posted it to his mates back in Stoke and they came back asking if it was a double!

Blur Bokeh07-03-2017_221351
Camera tricks!



The day just fizzled out after that and I blanked, I could hear Sabrina cackling as I trudged back to the car. Still at least Kris had caught one. Later on facebook I saw my mate Rob Mitchell, Prince of Brignorth, had caught 6 in a couple of hours including a double…kick in the bollocks doesn’t do it justice! Only joking mate, awesome angling in those conditions.


Kris headed back for a Christening, I was on my own, time to get busy. I yomped down cardiac hill to Knowle Sands full of determination. I yomped back up 3 hours later a little easier as I had lost so many leads and feeders….what a nightmare. I wasn’t going to catch, Sabrina made sure of that; I couldn’t even get angry about the Bell End in a high powered speed boat who ploughed up and down the length, I might think otherwise if he tries it in Summer!


I legged upstream to Apley, a newly acquired BA stretch. I found a brook running into the main river, slack as a mill pond with a clear crease. Surely fish would be about in the lee? I packed up just after dark fishless accompanied by an otter that swam out of the brook no more than 6 feet away. I bet he caught something…bollocks! Read later Rob Mitchell had caught a load more…double bollocks!!



The river had finally dropped a bit, some of the colour had gone as well, but I was on my way home, so decided to go and have a look at a couple of club waters and if I could find a spot I would have a couple of hours. The first length I couldn’t find anything that took my fancy; the second I didn’t trust the marsh of a car park, especially after getting stranded last week and having to beg a farmer to help…never again!

So I ended back on Saturday’s venue fishing the same peg, but something had changed with the fall of the level, I could just feel it in my bones…I had done my penance, Sabrina had forgiven me.

Kris gave me a load of boilies his carp fishing pal had made for him when he went, so I used them on a feeder rod, plus the usual chunk of meat on the other. An hour later the boilie rod went and I was attached to a decent fish. Landed without to much drama it weighed in at 7lb15oz, followed by 3 more all around or just below the same weight. They loved the boilies, got to get me some more!




I was more relieved than happy as I drove home. It had been challenging to say the least, but a few fish were still caught by other anglers up and down the river. I think local knowledge is vital when the river floods as proven by Rob’s consistency. I would wager that the Severn will switch on as she drops this week, shame on my legendary bad timing. I certainly enjoyed the company though, cheers Kris. Bridgnorth is a great fishing destination, I’ve been coming here since I was a kid, full of welcoming pubs and talkative locals and the midlands beer is truly awesome!

Still a few days left of the river season so maybe a few more fish yet before I put the Barbel gear away.

Tight lines


Fleeting February

Looks promising but…fish say no!

I feel like February passed by in a blur; family Birthdays and the loss of our beloved Border terrier Sid meant I missed a couple of weekends, but to be fair I didn’t feel the call like I usually do.

What a strange month this has been weather-wise, a cold start dismissed by the approach of spring, heralded by the appearance of snowdrops and feisty Coots fighting for breeding territory. Temperatures for the month were generally higher than normal, plus the visit of storm Doris toward the end of the month, officially a ‘weather bomb’ bringing some serious rain and high winds.

However, it certainly hasn’t been detrimental to the Barbel anglers, and several notable captures have been taken from up and down the country (not by me I hasten to add!). For the reasons above, and as is often the case, I was unable to take full advantage, but I did manage a few sessions and put a few fish on the bank.

03.02.17 Middle Ribble

With air temperatures on the rise a gradual beneficial effect was seen in the water temps. The river had dropped back down after a recent small rise and continued to fall a couple of inches during the afternoon. Unfortunately most of the colour had dropped out as well, but I took a water temperature reading of 7C which was very promising after a period of 5-6C.

Fortunately I managed to get amongst the barbel, just 2 fish, one small one about 4lb and another about 6-7 (not weighed), with both fish predictably arriving at dusk. When temps are low it’s usual for fish to feed for just one period per day and it usually occurs at dusk.


I also had a few chub to 4lb8oz so not too bad. It was lovely during the afternoon but it started to rain and got really windy late on, it was absolutely freezing when I walked back to the car at 8pm.

Nice Ribble Chub
20.02.17 Middle Ribble

I decided to try a different stretch, one I used to visit frequently last year, but haven’t tried for a few months. It’s a hell of a walk to my usual favoured area but I liked the look of an earlier swim and saved myself the yomp. The river was carrying 18″ of water that had been dumped the last couple of days. I was very optimistic with a water temp of 8C, well coloured and slightly rising.

A couple of average sized chub kept me amused during the afternoon, but again I had to wait till evening for the first Barbel to show up. To be honest I had been lulled into such a relaxed state watching a robin landing on my rod and begging for food, plus a plethora of other bird life, I got the shock of my life when the rod ripped off. When I dived up and connected to the fish something felt odd, the fight was very erratic, the fish could pull alright but it wasn’t right for a Barbel. I thought it might be a big trout but it turned out to be a relatively small Barbel with a damaged tail.

There has been much debate recently about the impact of Otters on fisheries and I posted the picture to see if I could get any information whether this could be damage caused by Otters. They have been resident on the Ribble for an age and I have spotted them a few times; to be honest I loved seeing them, and I don’t know enough about them to enter the debate that is raging in the angling world regarding the possible impact to fisheries they cause.

Just before dark I had a second and larger fish, unweighed but around 7-8lb


Otter or Fin-rot?
25 & 26. 02.17

On Saturday I was looking forward to attending a Barbel Society fish-in at Bewdley on the Severn and had made a weekend of it by booking a B&B, unfortunately storm Doris put paid to that and it was cancelled, ironically for high water! Never thought I’d hear that as a reason for not going Barbel fishing, but to be fair they did explain that the stretch we were booked on has banks unsuitable for floods. I tried to cancel my B&B but it was too late so I thought stuff it and went anyway.

I haven’t fished around Bewdley much when it’s flooded so I just went on Birmingham Anglers Northwood stretch (headline picture) where I have fished before. I had it to myself and only found 2 suitable pegs so fished both during the day for a disastrous blank, I can honestly say I didn’t have a single touch on either rod and packed up in low mood at 18.00. Given that the river had fished its head off during the week it was very demoralising.

I stayed in the Wetherspoons hotel, and the town was absolutely buzzing. Unfortunately my room was directly over the front door of the place so I was woken several times in the early hours by fiesty locals with differing opinions on a variety of subjects, despite having a load of beer in me! (Note to self- must drink more next time!). Understandably I awoke in a bad mood Sunday, with low expectations of my chances of a fish. However, a big breakfast later I was on my way to a club stretch near Shrewsbury.

As it happens, despite reading a temperature of 7C and the river still 2m up, the fishing was ok. Big chunks of flavoured spam chucked right into the main flow worked a treat and I had 3 decent fish all over 8lb, and one missed bite.


My troubles then began when I tried to reverse off the car park that evening…no chance, the car just slid sideways and was well and truly stuck. I tried allsorts and couldn’t get out. In the end I had to walk back toward a village and fortunately saw a farmer in his yard and he saved the day by coming out with his jeep. I gave him a tenner, it was worth 50 to get off there.

Fishing by oneself into the dark is one thing when you know you have the fall-back of a safe, warm vehicle you can jump in at any time and head for home. When it gets stuck you really are on your own and it’s not something I want to happen again. Henceforth I shall be very careful where I park.

So into March, the last 2 weeks before the river season ends. I have booked a week off work but unfortunately the weather has conspired against me, with a serious drop in temperature combined with very heavy rain. Undaunted I have booked a B&B in Bridgnorth with a mate and am heading out determined to put at least one fish on the bank.

Tight lines


Sid :- 23.05.07 to 14.02.17



I never really understood the grief people felt over the loss of their Dog…until yesterday when we had to let our lad Sid go. Now I understand.


It seems the bad neck he had been suffering with for a few weeks was an inoperable tumour spread from his leg into his spine. He was in pain, but like a true terrier, he barely raised a whimper.


The house is empty now but he is everywhere, I hear the rat-a-tat of his feet on the wood floor as he raced to the door to convert a visitor into a friend, I see the ‘nest’ he made in his bean bag, curled up in a ball of snoring comfort.


He was a gregarious dog, a regular at my sons football matches, loving the attention and building a fan club, but scared to death of the ball due to the number of times he had been caught in crossfire in the back garden. Nobody could resist his charms.


Obedient, and disobedient in equal measure; a bundle of love with a toothy grin, and sometimes a big sulk if he felt slighted, but always full of character and what a joy to have around.


Unconsciously I left my ‘Sid tax’ on my plate last night, the last corner of my biscuit. It was still there this morning, I’m a big bloke but I wept like a baby.


He belonged to our family, but he was my first dog. The way I feel now he will be my one and only.


You are free from pain now mate, I hope mine will fade in time. Be patient, I’ll be with you soon enough.


January Barbel Blues


January is always a tough month for the Barbel angler, but when favourable conditions do occur a few big fish can be caught (unfortunately not by me it seems!). My opportunities to fish were limited to Fridays so it was frustrating to watch a couple of good weather patterns come and go sat in the office. This year has been so (relatively) mild I have yet to wear my heavy winter coat, and it has offered many more Barbel opportunities than usual!

I think winter Barbel fishing is all about watching the weather and being able to get out there when the percentages are on your side. Knowing when the circumstances are right is a tricky subject and people have different opinions. When the conditions are bad it is a waste of time fishing for them, time better spent after other more obliging species. It’s a broad subject and vitally important to winter success so I will put something on my site about it at a later date.

02.01.17 Mid Ribble

First session of the New Year so I flew the 44 miles each way to the middle reaches of the Ribble with high hopes, unfortunately I read a water temp of 5c and it was very clear so my hopes of the first Barbel of 2017 were somewhat dashed. It was a glorious sunny day but very cold. I had hoped the bit of rain that fell a couple of days previously might have warmed the river but there was still snow on the tops so it might have just melted some of that. Either way I still fished boilie and pellet but next to no loose feed, just golf ball sized PVA bags of oily groundbait. In the end I had 3 Chub, a small one, 4lb1oz and 4lb10oz (seem to be a regular occurrence 4lb10oz chub, maybe my scales are jammed!!) plus a couple of chunky trout so not too bad considering once the sun went the whole world froze solid, couldn’t get my net off the floor when packing up.

Looks like Summer! A lovely January Ribble Chub


06.01.17 River Dane

Friday was an overcast and very cold day, not ideal Barbel conditions, so I went down to a club stretch of the river Dane on the far side of Middlewich I hadn’t fished before insearch of Chub. It looked fantastic and quite different to the usual stretches of the Dane I fish further upstream, even the water colour was different, kind of greenish, however it was very cold at 5C. Some stunning looking pegs and I baited up with anticipation with a bit of liquidised bread, then fished it from top to bottom for sweet FA, not even a tap. After 2 hours I felt like I was flogging a dead horse so I upped sticks to the nearest of my usual Dane haunts. First drop in with a flake of bread and cheesepaste I had a nice chub of 4lb exactly and despite trying 5 pre-baited swims I didn’t have anything else, or even an indication. It was a very tough day. I can only assume the pulse of water going through was very cold; the fish I caught was like a block of ice.

Hard won


08.01.17 Mid Ribble

Sunday I was going on the Ribble with a mate from Stoke, but he had forgotten to renew his club ticket so that was that. I decided the conditions were too good to miss as a warmish wet front had moved across the North West, so I legged it down to the middle Ribble after breakfast. After the Dane debacle I wasn’t sure what the water temps would be like so I plumped for a slow moving deep water pool. I was really pleased to get a reading of 6.3C so I hoped I was in with a chance of a Barbel considering it had been really cold the week before (4.5C). I had a long wait however and it was about 5pm before I had a bite from a 3lb chub, but half an hour into dark I had another delicate rattle and drop back that turned out to be a nice Barbel, unweighed but a solid fish around 7lb I guess. I was well chuffed to have caught my first of the year and I hoped for more, unfortunately just smallish chub obliged for the rest of the evening, 6 in all. It was lovely to be out in just a hoody in the middle of January though it got a bit colder later on.


A window of opportunity grabbed with both hands


13.01.17 River Dane

First snow fall of the winter in the North West today, I was 50/50 whether to bother with my Friday session with the snow falling and disappearing fast all morning I didn’t know what to expect but I had a suspicion it would be all snow melt in the Dane, the all-time worst conditions for all river species. In the end the sun came out and I thought I would have an hour on the Dane and fish one banker swim, if nothing there I would go home. As it happens I had a couple of accidental trout and a decent chub around 3lb8oz so I gave it 2 hours. I was tempted to try a few more spots on the way back to the car but by then it was bitter cold and I quit while I was ahead. I don’t mind short sessions when the weather is so bad, its finding local venues that’s the problem. All fish came on my go to bait, bread flake coated with cheese paste.




20.01.17 Mid Ribble

I thought I had a real chance of a Barbel Friday after quite a few came out during the week. I was the only one on the whole stretch all day!

Water temp was just over 6C on my new scientific thermometer, I have now housed it in a piece of acrylic clear tube and plugged the ends with rawl plugs, drilled a few holes and it works a treat, just need some string instead of attaching it to my lead clip. I took the opportunity to compare it to my old digital and was not surprised to find that read 10.7C, I knew it always measured over but didn’t realise just how much. That’s why I’ve always been so optimistic about my chances of a Barbel, henceforth I shall have lower expectations!

Testing my old digital compared to my glass scientific, a valuable winter tool.

Anyhow, the Barbel wouldn’t play but the Chub were accommodating, a total of 8 fish and a couple of lost ones kept it interesting. Biggest daylight fish went 4lb10oz and a couple of the night fish were around the same size but I didn’t photograph them. A really nice stamp of fish in the main, but I ended up disappointed because of the no show Barbel. I think it had been up a bit during the week when they were all catching, but all that had dropped out and it was crystal clear. It was a lovely afternoon, but it went bloody freezing as the sun set, so I was on my way by 8pm. I have had a bad back all week and I was in agony the next day.


4lb10oz on another gorgeous day on the Ribble


27.01.17 Dane

Wasn’t a great start, just a trout on my flyer peg which made me fear the worst. There has been some heavy clearance work done around that bit of the river, massive digger tracks all over the place, not sure what they are up to but I think it has disturbed that section.

So I moved on after an hour and tried a few different swims, a nice steady flow under a far bank bush where I hooked 2 chub, one of which was a good lump and put up a mighty scrap. It was white as a sheet but had a massive head and shoulders, I admit I thought I might have achieved my long term target of a Dane 5, but the scales cannot lie….4lb12oz. A very strange looking fish but still most welcome on an ice cold day. The other was a scraper 4lb, more conventional looking but equally feisty.

Bleached out 4lb12oz Dane fish


I left at dusk and the last peg I tried was full of otter prints I didn’t realise they were on this stretch. Maybe they have been there a while and that would explain the change to the style of fishing I’m experiencing, in the past a shoal of Chub could be fed with care and a multi fish catch was possible, now I find its one or maybe two fish from a swim if you are very lucky, and the size has increased considerably. There doesn’t seem to be a good spread of year class fish which can only be bad news for this lovely river.

Otter prints?


28.01.17 Poynton canal

I recently purchased a second hand drop-shot setup to try my hand at some Perch fishing when the weather isn’t right for the Barbel. I had to take my dog for a walk so tried to kill two birds with one stone and have a go as I walked along a local canal that holds some decent Perch.

Obviously I have got a lot to learn about the method as I was useless, never had a touch, but reassuringly neither did any of the other anglers I met (including a couple of lure men I kept bumping into) so the trip was inconclusive as far as my technique goes. I’m pretty sure I’m set up right, just need to try it a few times. It’s nice to have another option for my fishing sessions.

So that was my January, hard going but as always thoroughly enjoyable. In the next 6 weeks before the river season finishes I have a trip to the Barbel Society fish in on the Severn to look forward to, plus my usual ‘last fling ‘ in March where I generally try to catch as many Barbel as I possibly can to see me through to next June 16th.

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Ribble Roaming



The Ribble rises in Yorkshire, and in a contrary way to the other rivers from that shire, it travels West for 75 miles to the Irish sea near Preston. It flows through some beguiling countryside on its journey to the sea; sometimes under brooding grey skies echoing with the plaintive cries of the sea birds that travel upriver from the coast, it has a most haunting atmosphere that makes the lone angler feel a very insignificant speck on the landscape.


The Ribble is a spate river that can be so dynamic at times it borders on dangerous. Rises of 3 metres in an afternoon are not unheard of, and I have witnessed a metre rise in an hour several times. The record high level is 6.4m at Salmsbury, a sobering thought for local residents, and wise anglers should be careful to put their safety first. Even with relatively small rises in level, fishing can become very difficult due to the debris that comes down, and casting across to the far bank swims is futile, however if you can find a nice nearside slack with the torrent rushing past forming a ‘crease’ you have an excellent chance of a barbel or two.

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Ribble regulars will quote upper, middle and lower river, the divisions being Ribchester bridge and the Tickled Trout road bridge (A59). These are merely geographical aids as there is no discernible change to the river at these locations. The river is slightly tidal in its lower reaches, something to be aware of if you don’t want wet feet.

Target Species

Anglers of all persuasions can find good sport here, both coarse and game have specimen fish to target, but I can only comment on the course angling as is my passion, particularly Barbel and chub.

There is some fabulous silver fishing to be had for those partial to a bit of float fishing or light feeder work, particularly good in the winter in the lower reaches where they seem to migrate. Some of the roach are notable and the species seem to be making a great come-back after a bit of a lull, I have witnessed several 2lb+ fish on the Middle and lower river. The chub fishing can be spectacular when you find them, and I have caught 5lb+ fish fairly regularly. Unfortunately one of the proper big girls that undoubtedly exist and are caught by other lucky anglers, has never graced my net but I expect it’s only a matter of time and location.

Typical Roach, showing potential for the dedicated specialist
Quality Chub might oblige if the Barbel are playing hard to get


As for my favourite species, Barbel, the river record is 15lb15oz caught in 2009. I would be surprised if that fish was still about, but there are others of similar stature I’m sure. I love a good gossip and have heard many rumours of huge fish banked, but where no direct proof is available, and even though I am convinced many of these fish are genuine, I can only state here the sizes of Barbel I have caught and those I have witnessed myself. First let me start by clarifying that I don’t usually fish through the night, but will usually stay a couple of hours into dark, sometimes 3. I do believe the best chance of a monster specimen is to be had by the all-night angler, but it just doesn’t suit me personally. My Ribble best is a modest 10lb14oz and I have only caught 3 other doubles in several years, but I don’t exclusively target doubles (good job I hear you say!) Fish around 12lb are a realistic prospect and several turn up each season, just not to me!! If you are expecting a procession of 15lb fish you will be disappointed, try the Trent instead!

A good fish from the Ribble
One of those Ribble nights when the fish are warmer than the angler!


I am happier when my rod is getting wrapped over on a fairly regular basis and I often catch numbers of fish in the 3-9lb range. I set my stall out to suit, so this maybe where the answer lies, I prefer it to the ‘double or bust’ philosophy.

The Ribble, in my opinion, has to be one of the best ‘daylight’ Barbel waters in the NorthWest, if there is a touch of colour in the water all the better; low and clear it can still be a tough prospect, but if you approach it correctly there is no reason why you can’t catch Barbel and Chub regularly during the day, a refreshing change from many venues I fish where I feel obliged to stay through to have a chance.

Daylight fish…what a treat!



Location, Location…

So where to try for the target species, what features should we look for? There is a general harshness to the bedrock of the Ribble with a multitude of boulders ranging from fist size to enormous great things the size of a cow, scattering its course. The general topography of the river bed being deeper natural pools linked by gulley’s, often sharp edged, and these features are important in fish location.

Look carefully at this picture of an empty Ribble, note the boulders because you can be sure the Barbel will know every one!


Pools are an obvious and popular location to fish and easy to spot, but as I mentioned earlier one of the main fish holding features are gulley’s. Fishing from the inside of the huge bends in the rivers course there is often a gravel beach, the river bed gradually sloping away toward the far bank until a pronounced drop-off of a couple of feet. The main flow of the river always follows the outside of these bends and grinds out the gulley over the years. Barbel use these as travel routes and the flow also carries the food to them so are great areas to target, but beware, fish hooked here will often get their noses under the wall so to speak. I learnt a long time ago the worst action to take is to heave away trying to pull the fish free. In effect you are simply abrading your line where it crosses the lip of the gulley. Far better to relax the tension in the line and be patient, you will soon feel a few bumps as the fish swims out and you can re-commence the fight. For this reason alone I use strong forged micro-barbed hooks of minimum size 10, often 8’s.

Barbel are migratory in nature and move when the urge takes them, some of the drivers are;

  • Procreation:- Spawning takes place over gravel and the spawning areas are well known to local anglers. I think it’s very bad practice to advocate targeting spawning fish, but once the process is complete the fish stay around, often for quite a while, and really get a munch on while they build themselves back up after their exertions. Look for the nearest deep water to the spawning grounds and you won’t go far wrong. These are the best areas for most of the early part of the season.
  • Hunger- Fish move to search for food, often a long way, travelling along regular routes. Remember the gullies from earlier? A bait presented on a travel route is likely to get eaten.
  • Predation- I include us anglers in the list, along with mink, Cormorants, Goosanders and the ever more common Otters. As a great Barbel man once said, ‘If somebody keeps ringing your doorbell and when you answer they punch you in the nose, eventually you will move house’ or words to that effect. What I’m saying is fish will move when the pressure becomes too much.
  • Floods- Fish have pre-programmed impulses to move to safe water when they sense floods are imminent. They don’t want to waste energy but still know floods bring treats in the shape of worms, slugs etc. and the opportunity to explore new ground, land previously above the water level. So look for slack water bordering the main flow, or steady smooth flowing water (walking pace) that indicates a smooth river bed. At low water look for cow drinks, cut-ins to the bank or protrusions out from the bank that will provide shelter from the flow in time of flood, because that’s where the Barbel will be. They are strong enough to be right in the thick of it but why waste energy when they can rest and wait for food to be washed to them.

I recommend a good walk along your chosen stretches of the river, get to know the features that will hold fish at low water, then try to imagine what it will be like in flood and think which locations the fish might head for. Consider the above and accept that sometimes you just have to put your bait in a location you think the fish will visit, and be very, very patient!

Tackle up for the Job

My general rule is to fish with tackle capable of extracting a hard fighting barbel from this abrasive environment. My advice, learnt the hard way, is to leave the high-tec hook-lengths at home, they are prone to failure under abrasion. Time to break out the good old mono, 10lb to 12lb breaking strain as a minimum, matched with hooks described previously. Alternatively you could try a coated braid of 12 to 15lb breaking strain. Couple this with 10 or 12lb mono mainline. Sure, there are some snag free areas where you might get away with a few liberties, but I wouldn’t risk it myself. There are snags almost everywhere on the Ribble, just take a walk with your polaroids when she is low and the evidence is there to see. Tackle up for trouble and you are mitigating chances of disappointment. Some advocate a length of protective rig tubing above the feeder/lead to protect the mainline but I have never felt the need myself and so far have never had my main line broken by a fish. I do advocate regular inspections of hooklength and mainline around the feeder/ lead, definitely after every fish landed.

Rod choice is a very personal thing, but for most of the year a 1.5lb to 1.75lb test barbel rod or heavy feeder rod will suffice. When the floods arrive you might find yourself under gunned. Paradoxically I tend to fish closer in when it floods, searching out nearside slacks and creases. It’s not the volume of water that’s the problem for lighter rods, but the build-up of weed and other debris for which the Ribble is notorious. Sometimes it is almost impossible to fish as the water becomes so dense with weed it resembles soup. Consequently a heavy lead is required, often coupled with a substantial backlead to pin the line down and minimise its exposure to the flotsam in the water column. For this reason I have a 2lb test barbel rod for the floods.

Reels need to be capable of holding 70 or 80m of 10/12lb mono, some pegs require a decent chuck across. I use baitrunners; if fishing mono mainline to the far bank sometimes the bites are gentle nods as the fish pick up and move the lead, the indications softened by the elasticity of the line, and then as if to confound the angler the next fish might give a ‘3 foot twitch’ and tear off 10 yards of line in a flash. Baitrunners just give a little bit of insurance should that happen.

Where to fish, Club or Day ticket?

If your appetite has been whetted, you will want to know where you can try. As this article is concerned with course fishing I will cover the river from the reaches above Ribchester down to the Shaws arms pub on London road, any further upstream is mainly game fishing and below I don’t have enough knowledge to comment.

For further information I would recommend having a word with the local tackle shop, Ted Carters in Preston is probably your best bet ( 01772 253476)

There are 2 main clubs controlling the majority of the course fishing, Prince Albert (PA) and Ribchester and district (RADAC). Other clubs have stretches including Warrington anglers, Southport, Wigan and St Helens. See my other blog regarding clubs for some contact info.

Thankfully, there are also one or two day ticket stretches available, which gives a visiting angler a chance to try this wonderful river before committing to a club. I don’t claim this list to be comprehensive as I haven’t fished day ticket for a long time, and sometimes a farmer may decide it’s not worth the effort, but as far as I know the map below gives a rough idea of whats what.

Just a guide, sorry if I missed anybody!


If you decide to try this gem of a river, good luck, and I hope you catch a good one. Enjoy your day and please respect the fact that you are in an agricultural workplace; close gates, don’t trample crops and most importantly take all litter home with you.

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Sunny September



September is usually a great month for the Barbel angler. This year we have had generally fine weather and the usual rain we love for the sake of our fishing, has been largely absent. Bright sunny weather and low clear rivers don’t make for easy fishing, however I did manage a few decent fish.

02/09/16 Upper Trent

Not much to report on reflection from this session. Did an overnighter on the upper Trent to try to improve on last week after my mate Kris battered me on the next peg. Had the river to myself, but it was a metre down and just didn’t feel right, sort of stale if you get me, and so it proved. However I did get several small chub and 8oz roach that set my bite alarms off each time and had me leaping out of my bed-chair like a scalded cat all through the night. It was very frustrating and I was glad to pack up in the morning to be honest. Straight to the Salt Box Café for some much needed TLC.

Lessons learned, pick better conditions, I had been warned it didn’t fish well in low water, but didn’t listen. From getting home it rained continuously for all of Saturday so might have been worth it Sunday/Monday.

I started fishing a few more overnighters this season, since acquiring a bivvie and bedchair to fish the charity fish-in on the Trent, organised by Lee Swords to raise money for a lad called Iwan who was suffering with cancer and needed treatment in the USA. It was a disaster fishing wise but a damn good cause, and passed in an alchoholic haze. The jury is out as to whether this type of overnight fishing is for me!

09.09.16 Ribble

Fished the Ribble Friday, lunch till 11pm, far more civilised than the recent overnighters which I have found to be physically knackering. Unfortunately it chucked it down the whole session and blew a hoolie, but the Fox Specialist brolley stood the test, despite being set up on the gravel beach so no proper pegging possible, growing to like it despite its bulk and weight. A guy set up downstream from me and fished under a small golf brolley…tough cookie!!

I got onto my favourite area on the inside of a big bend, there is a pronounced gulley along the far bank under overhanging trees, so a 35-40m chuck. It was an ok session producing 3 barbs 4-6lb (and lost one) and 9 chub to 4lb8oz, all came to boilie. Feeder rod fished upstream had very little action but the straight lead slightly downstream was lively. Tried out some new boilies and they seemed to be ok, but didn’t deter the chub that always seem to dominate at the moment. Certainly not complaining as I like to see my rod go over!! I came to the conclusion that the barbs were shying off the feeder despite using a 5ft hooklink, I had been fishing 2 straight lead rigs before, but seeing a lad out catch me using big 4oz feeders recently, I thought I’d give it another try. I will be back on the straight leads again next time!


16.09.16 Ribble

Another session on the Ribble which has been very reliable recently. Provided it’s not completely low and clear and bright sunshine I am quite confident I can catch a barbel or chub during daylight. Unfortunately it was down to its bare bones, clear as tap water and a bright day. I wasn’t put off though and patiently waited for dusk, when things started to liven up when 4 nice chub, all over 4lb, kept it interesting.

Then as night fell the rod hooped over and I was attached to a good fish that put up a right old scrap. I think I was quite lucky to have got it in as it snagged me solid in what felt like weed, so a slack line and patience was applied and fortunately a minute later it freed itself. Once again boilie was the bait, pellets seem to be less effective this season. The fish weighed in at a satisfactory 9lb13oz, less satisfactory was the self take photo which was over-exposed. I got some good facebook advice and my photos since have been much better. The 2 below are the same fish, hopefully when/if I catch a double I will have a better idea what to do to get a good shot!


23-27.09.16 Severn Heaven

A week off work and off I trot to the middle Severn for a few days. I have loved this river for as long as I can remember, and make regular trips. I just wish I lived a bit nearer than a 200 mile round trip, for me that means stopping over and I have found a couple of cheap and very decent B&B’s in Bridgnorth, a town that has everything a fisherman would need and more besides.

I have a Birmingham Anglers card so generally fish their waters around the town, interspersed with trips further afield to fish Prince Albert waters that are far less busy and where I am usually the only angler for miles.

Over the 5 days I fished 3 B.A. and 2 P.A. venues and had excellent fishing Sunday, Monday and the Thursday, but the Tuesday/Wednesday were decidedly average. Not sure why this should be, but talking  to other anglers it appears it was the same for most. The popular belief is dam water released from the Welsh reservoirs kills the fishing but nobody seems to have any proof.

The river was carrying a few inches of extra water, and more fell on Monday, so there was good colour all week, and water temps were as expected for this time of year.

32 Barbel over 5 days is a very decent return, however there were no large fish, but I didn’t feel short-changed, far from it. B.A. don’t allow night fishing so I was off just after dark most days, which gave me a chance to sample some of the local hospitality, which is reliably excellent. I was a very happy and replete angler on my return home.

Sunday 23.09.16- 8lb2oz, 9lb3oz and 7lb8oz plus 2 others around 5-6lb, Hinders ellipse pellets on the feeder, one on boilie on straight lead.



Monday 24.09.16- 8 barbel biggest 7lb8oz, long chuck feeder, boilie


Tuesday 25.09.16-  5 barbel 4-5lb

Wednesday 26.09.16- 4 barbel 4-6lb

Thursday 27.09.16- 4 splashers from a shallow run on pellet, then moved to deeper peg. Better fish there, 7 barbel 7lb4oz to 8lb1oz, all on large chunks of flavoured spam.


So all in all September has been a pretty good month and the Ribble and Severn were kind to me. Next month I am attending a Barbel Society fish-in at Pixham on the lower Severn, to be honest its a bit of an unknown to me as I don’t usually stray below Bewdley, so looking forward to that and meeting lots of excellent barbel anglers who’s brains I shall attempt to pick! October can be a superb month for barbel as the autumn really kicks in…exciting times ahead!

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