The Eden is a small tributary of the river Medway. It does not have a great flow but holds some nice chub. It runs through some very beautiful Kent countryside and is a real pleasure to fish, if only for the rural surroundings. Charlie and I only discovered it this season so we are still full of expectation and enthusiasm.
Last time we were there we both caught a smallish chub each, although Charlie lost a bigger fish on the last two occasions. Tactics, both last time and yesterday, were relatively simple. A size 10 hook and a fat worm or a bunch of maggots, with a simple link swivel to hold bottom, gently dropped into areas that looked as though they might hold chub. There are plenty of overhanging trees and undercut banks around likely looking bends. What could possibly go wrong?
Perhaps the chub were shy. Perhaps they were not hungry. But we never had a singe chub bite. Not one. We fished every possible swim, quietly dribbled in some free offerings then rested the swim before fishing. Classis chub tactics. But nothing. Not a bite all evening.
We both questioned our tactics. But on reflection I think it was just one of those days.
The only bonus for us was that almost every swim was teeming with hungry perch. I love perch and so does the boy but today we were not fishing for them. However, they were the only fish feeding, so we gratefully landed around 20 of them.
Here is the biggest of the session...
It was an odd day to be honest. But the beauty of fishing is that you never know what is going to happen on any given day. We never caught a chub, but I spent a great afternoon and evening with the boy, we caught loads of perch, we had a real laugh, the sun was out.
That'll do me.
And next time who knows? The only thing I can say with any certainty is that we will be back.
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