After three harsh frosts and sightings dwindling to a minimum, I’d decided that my autumn campaign in search of the Coconut Common had come to an end. Having fished the lake before with no cold-water bite, I felt like my chances were realistically slim to none.
Instead, I decided to turn my attention to angling on a lovely quiet little pond that has come on in leaps and bounds in the last few years. The first few trips are usually spent locating the fish and working out what they want. So, armed with some nice clean maggots and some DT Cold Water Green Beast dumbbells I was set for my first visit of the winter to the pond.
Fishing the ever-faithful Mag-Aligner, tied up with a super sharp size 8 Covert Dark Mugga I went about picking up where I left off two winters ago. Several single bleeps indicted that the silvers where still keen as mustard.