It was off to the Medlock again today accompanied by the big(gish) fish specialist Andy AKA Stretford Red. Anyway to cut a long story short I always seem to be talking about the fish that he caught so I was determined to turn the tables on home turf. It was Andy's first visit to the Meddy even though at one point it virtually flows past his back garden. A quick tackle up and Andy dropped a maggot feeder set up in to a small hole at the end of a short glide whilst I began trotting a single maggot down the swim above. Second cast and I was immediately into the action as a fish took my bait right at the head of the swim. This fish was powerful. I guessed it must be a big chub. After a short battle it came into view. Strangely a smaller chub than normal but a right scrapper. Then ping, the hook sprang out of its mouth as it lunged to safety. The swim went dead as they do on these small streams after a fight with a fish.
Consequently we moved swims to try a couple of fishy looking glides but to no avail. I was again wondering whether I was going to shake my smaller fish syndrome problem. We tucked in below the waterfall, a swim never tried before. I lobbed a maggot feeder just off the fast water and after a few seconds had a real pull round on the tip. A trout, followed by another, followed by Andy tackling his first Medlock fish, another brownie. Was it to be another day of all trout?