Famine to feast

Walked straight on past Roach Bend on to the next stretch to see what was what. Not a lot, despite diligent searching. Wonder of some white gold with whizzed up corn might be good way to pique some interest when prospecting. A lot to carry round though.Dropped down to the next indent in the reed fringe (on another otter midden) and on the second trot the chubber buried and a decent brownie was on. No real acrobatics and it was soon slobbering in the margins A good 3lb guestimated.A few hesitant bites followed with no reward so down to the double stile that marks the upper end of our stretch. Soon to be named First trot and float away, a tiny pike that didn't survive the disgorger and is now residing in the freezer behind me. Waste not, want not.After that it was a constant stream of gonks, enough to make a (small) pie. Enough also to earn the swim name Gudgeon Gate. Just a dace and a smaller brown managed to beat the gudgeon to the double reds.Looking down to Roach Bend.