BUSTED
Last night's rain had just lifted the level an inch or two and added a hint of colour to the water. It seemed like a good omen as the river fishing has been a tad patchy of late. Just for a change, I had bought a pint of casters, a reluctant purchase for me. I love caster fishing but my local shops only supply to order which is fine if you're a match angler but useless to me. I don't know from one day to the next whether I will need them or not. As luck would have it, I also needed some groundbait for the Wye on Wednesday and some sardines deadbaits. Once one gets a few items on an order, the cost that postage adds becomes more bearable so I added the casters to the list and bought them through post As well as the casters, I also had hemp and tares with me, so I began by feeding some of each on every other trot down. Bites were not long in coming, my waggler dragged down as the fish held up its progress through the swim. Apart from a Dace and a Roach, all my fi
