As fishing in the wiring for bream turned into a hunt

It was in July. My friend and I decided to go to the river for bream. We got up early, about three o’clock, took the boat and went fishing. Since they were going to catch on the stream, they gathered the floor of a bucket of chernozem (so that the bait was washed out longer). As bait, we used a makuha, boiled peas and barley. They were going to catch on pearl barley, moldy worm, worm and protein honey mastyrka. We went out into the water in the dark, became about five meters upstream from the supposed pit, put on a dozen medium-sized balls from bait and threw them so that, on the stream created, the float floated as accurately as possible. They laid out their six-meter carbon fiber rods (you need to enjoy fishing, not to think about when you can put the rod and rest), but they didn’t catch it right away. As a rule, right after bait, usually small fish fits – roach, buster, bleak, etc. Continue reading →