Bourne To Do It.

Anywhere that I chose to fish after that Trent trip was always going to be a tad deflating, the hectic nature of how the session unfolded is something I rarely experience, the feeling of being miles away from a Barbel is how I usually feel. A visit to the River Bourne for an afternoon / evening session the other day was in order, having finished a job not too far away I thought it was probably the best option. I opted to rove around, drop a few boilies in each likely looking area then leaving them to rest as I mooched around looking for a bite. First peg like most was super snug and barely any room to swing a cat, hemmed in with expiring Balsam and gnarly brambles and nettle it wasn't the most inviting looking spot to start in but fifteen yards downstream is a nice overhanging bush which looks like a Barbel may call it home. An hour later I guessed nothing was home and naffed off to the first baited spot, armed with a 1.75 ABR and pin I lowered my 20mm hard hooker source hookbait down…

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