Sunday morning and after an early morning bike ride we headed out to Luccombes Fishery on the outskirts of Exeter. Today was family time, so a picnic and more stuff than anyone could possibly need for a fishing trip, accompanied me to the lakes. How I managed to make space to fit any fishing gear in the car is beyond me!
The weather was sunny and breezy, but it was still quite nice to sit around on the grass watching other people catching fish… We did have a few fish ourselves but it was hard going. We fished with Rhianna’s little 4m whip, pole float and maggot / luncheon meat and in hindsight this may not have been the best tactic. The lakes were pretty packed with fishermen so moving to another swim was pretty much out of the question so we had to make the best of where we were.
We had a few nice sized roach and skimmers, along with a smattering of small rudd and perch. Rhianna was quickly bored, and I couldn’t blame her considering how much slower bites were to come by when compared to last weekend’s fish-fest.. Isobel however did really persevere when she had a turn with the pole, and was happy with a little rudd. Along the way she insisted on holding and then returning most of the fish caught proving she’s not afraid to get her hands dirty.
The highlight of my day was watching a chap on the next lake catching carp on the fly rod. He was fishing with a pellet fly on the surface and feeding dog biscuits and pellets out into a patch of reeds. He had a couple of fish including one particularly large carp, despite losing a few fish along the way.
This is far from the first time I’ve fished here and every time except for the first visit several years ago, I’ve struggled for fish. There’s obviously fish here, but I’m doing something wrong. Think I’m going to rename this place ‘no-luckumbes’.