"The secret's out"
Yesterday I blanked. The surprising thing was less the fact that I blanked on a freezing cold day in January (we've all been there!) but that there were three other anglers on the lake, when it's usually extremely rare to see a single angler on the place. I was fishing at the lake known by a number of us Christian Anglers members (the photos that illustrate this piece show Christian Anglers members Pete and Roger with fish from the lake in question) rather cryptically as "the perch lake." We've shared information among ourselves, but haven't ever named or publicised the water, because (truth be told) we've had some cracking fish from it, and at only a quarter of an acre we weren't keen for every perch fishing "Tom, Dick or Sally" to fish it to death- after all, a small pond can only take so much angling pressure before results drop away. The puzzle as to why three (very earnest and professional looking) perch anglers were on the lake on Sun