Spring has sprung and has definitely come into full force.
But I'm still tightly seated in the city, and I don't have any fresh shots of nature. Urban doesn't count. But that gap will be filled soon.
In the meantime, let's go back a little bit to summer.
I have an old friend with whom we served together on a rescue ship. Only I was a diver, and he stood on the captain's bridge with binoculars :)))
Now he lives in a village on the shore of the lake and I periodically come to visit him.
This is the lake I want to introduce you to today.
Let's take a closer look, breathe in the freshness of summer water.
Along with the delicate, subtle scent of water lily.
Of all aquatic greenery, I find these flowers the most desirable. Also because they grow in clean water bodies. Yeah, like crayfish.)
All this beauty is just next to one pier. Next to it, our boat is waiting on a mooring. I take this picture before fishing or right after. I can't remember exactly. But it is not important now.
You can reach the edge of the reeds just below the knee of water. And further there is a gradual increase in depth of metres to two metres, then a strip of plateau and a dip at 4-6 metres. At this reed on the outer edge I liked to tease bream. Particularly large ones are shunned to come here, but up to one kilogram are caught.
There are not that many pike in the reeds, but they are definitely there. Perch and roach as everywhere else, it is a crowd.
There is also a rather rare fish, the pelyad. But I've only heard about it. I've never managed to catch it.
But if you want to catch a big bream, you can. But either at night or at early dawn on pits at the opposite shore (depth of 8-9 metres). With bait, at night with a lantern, ... all grown up.
By the way, there are large crucian carp in the lake. But he categorically refuses to take it with a fishing rod. I saw that men were taking him out of the coastal bushes with a rod. Why it doesn't bite... is a mystery. I don't think he's very cunning, he probably has enough of the usual food.
I didn't go ice fishing here, I'm not a fan at all. But severe men with red faces, boxes, ice axes and fishing rods are here :). So it's biting. I once saw a bunch of holes with flags. Someone tried to catch a miracle pike....
They catch them, of course. But I don't want to show winter yet.
