Once again about the boat...

*You will live long, All!* In short, people, I messed up the size a little: there is a distance between the leashes not 1 m, but 2. Recently (from Saturday to Sunday) I went overnight to one of our local rivers, try out the sabge miracle of technology. In general, the place on the river is in a capital trap (solid holes), where, while pushing through the thickets, I managed to tear my boot and was a little bit attacked the scourge of our local nature - a mixture of mosquitoes and midges (sort of tiny evil creatures whose bites leave severe bruises, like from blows). I decided to collect grasshoppers in the clearing (a delicacy for the chub (and also for the pike too, oddly enough ;) ). However, there was only one small change the size of centimeter, although it’s already the end of June and it’s time for them to grow to normal size and chirp at the top of your lungs (it looks like a long spring and cold weather at the end of May and the first ten days June left their mark). Already somewhere closer to night (at about 11 o’clock) I unwound the tackle and baited it with leashes three silicone baits and one small dead sticky stick, launched the boat on fairway, after which he sat and watched. Somewhere after it got dark and not a damn thing was visible, a predatory fish began to walk - according to the nature of the splashes it was obvious that there were both pike and chub here. However, there were no bites, and the fish splashed somewhat sluggishly, there was not that usual “cannonade” for this matter (judging byApparently there was a withdrawal of fish from the low pressure that was raging in you popy). Around 2 o'clock in the morning (the spinning rod was lying on pegs) it began to twitch furiously pace the main line. I started dragging - a couple of jerks and then some slack. Well okay - I think Fuck him. Then, about another 15 minutes later, a terrible sound was heard in the area of the ship a pike splash and a spinning rod, which I had previously put on the pegs, bent into an arc. However, I didn’t have time to react and grab him, like everyone else it became quiet. To check, I brought the boat closer to me - the baits were intact, there was no "extra" Nothing dangles on leashes. There were no more bites until the morning. Lighted up the fire and the rest of the time rolled around on the rug. It seems that the reason for this situation was low pressure, and the lack of that the “delicacy” itself (at the beginning of summer, fish is always picky about baits, only in the fall, already during the feeding season, he begins to grab everything he can find). /That’s all, All, what follows is only the truth.../ pese: I tested the mosquito coils of the Raptor system here. I say right away - the thing is effective, especially if there is no wind, there are three of them (although from one spiral also has an effect) and they are located around you at a distance about one meter from your head. Little evil-sucking creatures, caught in the smoke, They lose orientation and almost fall to the ground. However, you just have to leavesmoke zones, as hordes of evil forest vampires begin to surround exposed parts of your body.