Perch.....

As the cold mornings rain eased, Ben A and I disapeared for a few hours float fishing.

Bites were few and far between, we talked about fishing and food as always, and the possibility of a Chub or even a Barbel from a river next summer.

Well to cut a long story in at least half, as day was turning to dusk Ben slipped the net under a rather fine Perch, a new PB of 2lb 14oz, beating my old one by a whole 5oz, what a great Christmas present!