 I'm back out with Sam on the Somerset levels, pushing one of the bigger drains. It's very weedy because it's only October. Find the fry and you should find the pike. So I'm going to start off using a full-in-mill mehican. There's a fly that I used to do very well on but don't so much anymore. But it's the first one that was in the box so I'm going to grab it. How are you? Fish on! I just moved my float and the float I need settled into the side pod with River. Wicked, there's only a little learn about four pounds reckon. So this place is pretty well known by locals and a lot of them have turned their back on it because you've got poached to death. A few years back people weren't catching any pike at all. I suppose the consequence of removing a lot of pike is you get a sudden explosion of jacks, nature bounces back. I had a run just before Charlie hooked his. I always have to hit runs early rather than late. So I've got to pay attention to my float. Well unfortunately all the weed cutting on the drain has prompted us to have to go and fish on the canal. Not huge but lovely to get a take on the first few hundred jars. Little mini predator. I was just talking to Sam, it is wicked because you can see everything just go on. You just see this fish dart out from underneath the brushes. Good fun. It is exceptionally shallow and clear, three feet deep. I can see the bottom almost all the way across. I'm just going to fan a few casts out straight in front of me then 11 o'clock and 10 o'clock then I can go round. That's a sort of cast that is so close that the tendency is to cast pretty far but you want to start facing like that and work your way round otherwise you put your first cast in at a 45 degree angle you waste all this bank. I had a good old inspection he just doesn't want it. Oh well, he's gone. That was a shame. He was watching that fly for ages. Well that's the one I wanted to do which is a pike down there feeding. He should have that down there feeding if there was. I would have spooked it. You see that Will? Got him. Yeah it's only a little jack. Not on the fly, isn't that nice? All good. That is crazy. I'm sure that's sufficient to have to go and have a look at it earlier. He has unfortunately. Thank goodness. It's just a single, uh, hello. I recognise you. That is, wow you superstar. I can't believe you found that. So kind. He's lost a fish. Yeah I saw the bend in your rod. Unlucky. What's it? World's most sparsely dressed fly now. It's just all been shaved off by pike teeth. Shame I like that fly. I see the black or white but it's crystal clear for me. I don't like using lairy colours. Just a little colour roll. I will lost that fish yet a run from. He struck very early but these days you've got to do that, haven't you? All right, Will has given me permission to poach his spot. I stopped recording because I was sort of losing the will a bit. I was just talking to Sam about how bashing these reeds down and making yourself a gap and helping find some fish that might not otherwise find. I'm overhauled. I caught a half beast of a pike. Probably not seeing a hook all winter. A better fish. I can do about six, maybe seven. Yeah I'll give you seven. Yeah. Nice clean mouth, no troubles in there. Quite two feet but it does have a gap under the membrane.