They often say "be careful for what you wish for......" In my case it came true. I'd been dealt a bum deck of cards and had lost the job I loved with no hope of ever going back. Thanks to the surgery after the accident, I was now desk bound. Words simply cannot express the feelings of emptiness and dismay. I'd been an operational copper for all of my career and now it had been snatched away from me. So, onwards and upwards Rob!!
Once the written formality had landed on my doormat, along with the cheque, I found myself to be the very proud owner of a brand spanking new boat. I'd done my research prior to purchase and had settled on the 14' aluminium seastrike. That coupled with a Honda BF20 engine made for a very sweet package. I later added a few bits and bobs which included a canopy, electric winch, swivel seat and a few other little personal touches.
With the boat ready to go, I decided to remain faithfull to that most fearfullest of rivers, the river Yare. I have fished this river for many years now and have done reasonably well. I am absolutely convinced that this river holds some very big pike and the dream is for one of these big old girls to slip up one day and take one of my baits.
The first outing was just a quick test run. My good lady wife came on board and I was able to convince her that it would be a crime not to take a couple of rods with us!
The launch went well despite the wind doing its level best to test my strength. We scooted off upstream towards the fine ciy of Norwich. I was very pleased with the way my new baby was behaving so I quit the engine and moored up in an area which has been kind to me in the past. I fumbled around for the deadbaits and soon enough had two slung out and seated in a good position.
Just as I was in full conversation with the wife descibing my obvious boat handling skills, I noticed that one of the floats had taken on a sideways dance......the first run!! I was probably more excited than I had been for many a year at the thought of boating my first pike to the new vessel.
The fight was as I recall pretty un spectacular, and I swung in a fish of about 8lbs. The weight was completely irrelevant, I was a happy man.
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