Yesterday my buddy Joakim Bornedal and me were out on Klarälven to fish pike. Our mission: Catch pike that Johnny Norrgård from Karlstad University could then tag with a radio transmitter for his science project. Unfortunately, in the beginning of last week 20.000 salmon smolts were released into the river, so finding a hungry pike was going to be hard and the water temperature on 1,9°C did not help our cause. Long story short: After 4 hours of fishing without even the slightest contact, the coating of my brand new running-line starting to peel off and an increasing wind we decided to head home and call it quits.
In the evening the guys and me decided to give it a shot at Kvarntorpsån, just to finally get at least a small fish. The sky looked nice and there was only little wind so everybody looked forward to making a few casts. But sure enough, the second we climbed out of the car a snow storm started. My first thought was: "Who talked me into this s***?" However, the storm did only last for a few minutes and we were able to fish. This Swedish spring weather is really weird, changing so rapidly.
Both Jocke and Bambi succeeded in catching a small but fine pike, so I am still the only one who has not caught anything this year. Despite the fact, that I have by far invested the most time. But sometimes that's just the way it is and you just have to suck it up and keep on fishing.
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| Joakim is on the hunt for pike |
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| Did I say spring? |
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