Tackle, Tactics and Experience
Teme Chub
Spicing up the Meadow Mouse
What follows is an expanded
diary entry from 1992, it is late September and I am on the banks of
the river Teme a few miles below Ludlow. The weather is dull but warm,
and sunshine is forecast for later. I start fishing at 11.30am. I have
some newly made spinnerbaits that I want to test, I have promised some
to a friend in return for a favour, and I want to check that they are
properly balanced.
The river looks right, with
water visibility about 15", the spinnerbaits all work beautifully and
I'm disappointed that I haven't had a take by 2.00pm. Some of the swims
have looked just right, with overhanging branches and nice current
variations. I have fished this venue only once before and blanked, so I
don't have much information to help me. Since the sun came out I have
seen a few chub near the surface, and like so many other days on the
Teme I am confident that I can tempt one of them to save a blank.
I carefully creep along the top
of the high bank, keeping low and moving slowly until I can see where I
want to fish. There are about fifteen chub spread along about 30yds of
river, most of them are grouped at the downstream end under a wych elm
branch overhanging from the far bank.
I could get one from there, but
the shoal would scatter if I did and I would not have another chance. I
keep watching and notice that every two minutes or so one of them
detaches itself from the rest and moves forward to the upstream end of
the feeding area, then slowly drifts back to the main group. I will
intercept this patrol route from a position where the main group cannot
see me and hope to get a few fish before they spook.
I climb softly down the bank
while no fish are present in front of me, and check the swim out. There
are no apparent snags, and a gentle underarm swing will put the lure
against the far bank without catching on any foliage. There is a big
ledge of sandstone sticking into the river from the far side, and the
chub pause two or three times as they work their way upstream over it.
The water is less than a foot deep and the obvious lure choice is a
surface plug. The Heddon "Meadow Mouse" is my first choice on the Teme
for surface chub, so I clip it on and wait.
Not for long though, a grey
shape comes onto the ledge, pauses, then comes into the target area, it
sucks at something on the surface and I can clearly see the white lips.
The Meadow Mouse lands with a perfect soft splash about four feet
beyond the chub and perhaps a yard in front of it. A nice slow retrieve
sets the lure's fat backside wagging gently, leaving a spreading
V-shaped wake behind it and the chub is swimming slowly upstream
towards it. The plug passes perfectly about a foot in front of it, I
can't see any reaction and I think I am going to be disappointed. But
slowly the chub turns and follows the plug, getting nearer, yes, go on,
yes, yes! I've got him, a gentle splash as it feels the hook and turns,
but otherwise not fighting with much determination once it feels the
strength of the rod.
I can unhook it without touching
it, one point of the rear treble has gone through the top lip, and it
is simple to grip the shank of the hook in the forceps, give a quick
push and it's off.
Chub sometimes get hooked on
both trebles of a plug, with one hook in the mouth and the other
outside. They do not seem to suffer any real harm from this, but I try
to be as gentle as I can if they are hooked untidily. Chub are tough
fish and will stand firm handling, but it is nice to catch fish that
are unmarked, so I like to get them back in the water undamaged, to
give others the same pleasure.
The hooks on the Meadow Mouse
are large, but of fairly fine wire and with a sensible barb. If chub
start coming regularly to a lure you must check that the hooks are
suitable.
That was pleasing, the chub fell for the ambush.
Less than a minute later another
chub noses onto the ledge, everything goes according to plan, until the
chub feels the hook-metal without getting hooked and departs very
rapidly to reconsider its feeding habits. That is all part of the game,
but when exactly the same thing happens with the next fish I decide to
try an idea I have been toying with for a while.
Chub can be choosy about lures.
If you are casting at visible fish you can see their reaction. If they
do not respond in a couple of casts they do not want it. Persevering
with the same presentation is pointless, if they do not respond
immediately, repeated casting will only serve to frighten them. They
will either see you or get nervous of the line cutting through the
water, there is no great panic usually, you just realise they are not
there anymore. If you are casting at chub that you cannot see in deeper
water, it is not so easy because you can never be sure if there are
actually any fish there in the first place. Using bar spinners on the
Severn or Teme I have had many experiences of a change in lure colour
having a dramatic effect, some days one blade colour is all they will
respond to, and their preferences seem unconnected to weather or water
conditions.
The Meadow Mouse has been very
successful for chub on the Teme, but most anglers express disbelief
that anything but a monster chub could engulf it. If you consider the
length of the plug there are very few chub that could get it sideways
into their mouths, but the chub do not try to do that. The chub sees
the temptingly big meal swimming across the surface, decides to have a
closer look, then sees that it can take it if it swallows it end-on. So
it follows it until it is in the correct position to take it. As the
chub follows it the soft leather tail is the first thing it comes into
contact with, that usually clinches the chub's decision to eat it. At
this moment the chub either gets hooked, or feels something hard and
bolts.
The soft leather tail of the
Meadow Mouse reminded me of the rubber trailers I use on bar spinners,
and the flavourings that I use for perch. So I dip the tail of the plug
into a bottle of seafood flavouring, I personally would not eat seafood
if it smelt like this, but I know chub like it in maggots. The next
chub on the rock ledge likes it too, it does not hesitate once it has
homed in behind the plug. Neither does the next one, but as I strike
two other fish close behind it bolt downstream. And after ten minutes I
still have not seen another, so I nip up the bank and take a look in
the downstream holding area. Not a chub to be seen.
I stalk carefully for the rest
of the meadow, see two chub, and catch them both. Unfortunately I
promised to be home by 4.30pm. (so I'll be expected before six) and I
have no more time to experiment.
Although using pike tackle to
fish for chub might not appeal to everybody, if you want to use heavier
lures then the rod has got to match. You must remember that you can
cast a lure into a shoal of chub and come out with a pike, I've often
done it. When a chub feels the power of the rod it is up against it
rolls over onto its back after a couple of kicks. If epic fights are
what you like then it won't appeal, but, there are times when it is to
your advantage. I remember a swim on the Lugg in Herefordshire. There
were two great big carp-like chub in this swim surrounded by a shoal of
thirty or so smaller chub, say up to 3lb or so. The swim was a
nightmare, between me and the fish was a wide raft of algal weed,
draped over a tangle of sunken branches.
The two big fish were absolute
pigs, far bigger than any I'd ever seen before (or since), they would
feed happily on floating crust and that was how I tried to catch them.
I never hooked one of the monsters, but even using 8lb b.s. line and a
medium carp rod I could not even land a 2lb fish, they just dived
towards me when I struck and got stuck in the snags. The point of this
digression is to say that a very powerful rod and line might be useful
for chub in a particularly nasty swim.
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