River Dove - Part 2.

After visiting the Dove a couple weeks back I was pretty keen to get back on the river and try to track down a double figure Barbel, that task ten years ago may have been deemed a simple task but the Dove has had it tough in those intervening years and now a double off here will require some more time, how much time god only knows. On Sunday morning I woke up at 4am and out the door by 0420 after loading the car the evening before, I set about breezing through the 180 miles of tarmac that lay ahead and by 0730 I was parked up and got myself ready for what was two days and the night of angling, could I keep my run of midland successes going? The first hour was lovely but the following 4-5 hours were a bit squalid as the rain swept across the rolling hills and made the first half the day very wet, through that rain I was rolling meat around the top half of the fishery which equates to around a mile in length, I walked this up and down twice over, just hoping that I could a Barbel. As…