Secret weapon... ;)

*Hello, All!* A rather interesting and even funny incident happened on one of my recent trips on the last ice. This happened two weeks ago. I decided with my friend, who life keeps me company on almost all fishing trips, go to a certain village *Sylva*, to the pond, which is located at the confluence of two rivers - Sylva and Sargi. With the goal of training a bunch of ruffers with perches for fish soup. However, it worked out so that this comrade was a little let down and ended up not keeping company. In general, I’m sitting alone at the station and waiting for the train. A grandfather appears with an ice pick and a bag, comes up and says: “Where are you going and all that?” Well we got talking, and it turns out that the grandfather is going to the village of Shalyu (the regional center of the region neighboring ours) - 120 km to it and 2 hours on the e-mail. I’m on the same path with him, only then I’ll After the electron, I'll go by bus. I'm straining my memory - I don't remember at all, so that there is some kind of reservoir in the Chalet. And the grandfather assures that there is a pond and fish there there's a BREAK on it. I laugh to myself - well, we already know how many fish there are in small reservoirs, especially those located in populated areas, and even more so - WHAT there is fish there (10 pieces will fit in a matchbox). To which the grandfather replies: well, okay small - about two-thirds of the length of the palm, but often there are more. Hmm, - I think it’s interesting... Wow, something like this will do.In general, when we arrived in Shalya, my grandfather was getting ready to go to the pond, but I was waiting by bus - to get to Sylva, it’s about 8 kilometers from Shali. locals and suddenly it turns out that the water on the Sylvensky pond is knee-deep and full Well... In general, the grandfather says - come with me, they say? I hesitated a little, damn it I think I'll see what kind of pond is in the Chalet. When they arrived at the place, they scattered. I kept walking, drilling, trying to catch - Nevermind, it doesn’t bite. There were about 20 local fishermen there - and they had nothing. In general, I don’t care about fishing, I drink tea, I chew sandwiches, I admire the scenery. And the old man sits away from everyone and keeps tugging with his fishing rod. Give me, I think - I'll see what he has there. I approach and ask - how are you? Grandfather: it sucks! Local fisherman nearby walked by, stopped, dropped his ears, but realized that he didn’t care and moved on. I come close to my grandfather and see the picture: from under the coat of his ego tails stick out. The grandfather slyly narrowed his eyes, moved the field away, and under it in the snow was a rather sickly A _BUG_ of striped fish lies. “You,” says the grandfather, “shout louder so that everyone comes here.” They came running and you and I were drilled!” Tyts! He pulls out another fisheye. Me (repeatedly): Grandfather, have you screwed up or something, it’s not biting! Grandfather: Come on, doesn’t it bite? Are you driving or what? Here, look. (pulls out another perch) And then suddenly I notice that the equipment of his fishing rod is somehow quiteAn interesting spinner, homemade at that. Everyone (including me) fishes with a jig, Well, I also tried balancers - zeros at a time, but my grandfather drags fish onto his lure like from the refrigerator. "These balancers of yours are nonsense!" - says the grandfather, “They are not made in order to to catch fish, but to catch fishermen in sporting goods... And for me - that’s what!” Shows his lure in close-up. I'm already planning it visually remember, and grandpa, the spinner is out of sight and in the hole, they say - a military secret, competitors - Borodylinsky state farm (razor). Then I decided that I need to at least catch up with grandpa, and let’s get creative engage. As soon as you didn’t mess with the balancer, that’s it and that’s it, that’s all anyway - nevermind. I attached the tail from the twister to the tail hook. The game varied. /DRUM/. Grandfather laughs: stick your hand in the hole - and then it will probably be easier to fish catch than your imported crap. And he drags the perch one after another, and drags it, and the pile grows, grows! Local fishermen dumped almost everything. There are probably only 4 people left, and those They are no longer fishing, but the water is whipping. “Here,” says the grandfather and takes out a spare tackle from the box. “My system, and I’ll see how it turns out for you.” I started trying with his tackle and his own game. And then (oh miracle!) - he pulled out one perch. “You still suck at catching, you need to train!” says the grandfather, “You’ve spent half an hourI sat there and caught one, and during that time I pulled out a dozen. The tackle is to feel must!" "What's it even called?" - I ask. “*SELF SHAKING*,” the grandfather answers. Self-shaking... You can say - this is purely ours, a Ural gadget. From a long time ago history, its roots go back three centuries. We know this "self-shaking" tried it. I look at his glitter, and clearly realize that from the traditional of the Ural "scrambler" it differs in some details, but has even higher yourself with a cambric. Spinner material - copper + tin, shape aquadynamic, in water in free fall it looks terribly like a padded one fish. "And the shitty sedna is biting." - the newly minted sensei interrupts my thoughts. “I usually carry 11 kilograms from this pond when it’s biting!..” Yes, if he caught a bunch of fish in such a lack of bite, then I imagine that happens when she jumps out of the holes while pecking on her tail. “But,” says the grandfather, “this is just the tip of the iceberg, I’ve been I shake myself, that’s why I know how to do it, but luck won’t come to you anytime soon, but once you get the hang of it to such a level that you will feel like the fish touched the fishing line - and You will always be with her." On the way back I talked to Grandpa. It split for me throughout the technology and I described how the thing works. First, the spoon lies on the bottom - this is how the depth is determined and unwindsthe right amount of fishing line. Then, with a sharp but short jerk, the spinner starts with bottom and oscillating like an ordinary spinning spoon (!), takes off somewhere at half a meter or even a meter above the bottom. At this moment it can be grabbed by a large perch, or small - but not the lure itself, but a decoy (the effect of advancing the pursuing predator). Sometimes two will sit down at once. The jerk is done quickly and the hand is immediately comes back. The spinner, having reached the maximum upper point, begins fall down and rush around like crazy, performing terrible and unique figures aerobatics. At this moment, she attracts distant perch while biting one of them will definitely grab her, but during the lack of bite they will only accumulate around the playing spinner. Having fallen to the bottom, the spoon attracts a predator grasping reaction - after all, it’s easier to grab a half-dead fish lying on the bottom than chase after the living. This moment always works. Interesting, but 50% of all Bottom bites come not from the lure, but from the bait, if you adjust the fishing line so that when the spoon falls to the bottom, the bait will hang a few centimeters from bottom. But this is where skill is needed. Firstly, it’s difficult to guess the moment of hooking, and secondly, it is difficult to immediately determine from the nod how close the bait is to the bottom. U When the spinner fell to the bottom, about a second and a half later I saw this:a push of a nod and my empty hook - the perch grabbed either a spoon or a bait, but Having determined that it was inedible, he spat it out before I hooked it. Grandfather also used to catch weakly, until he had an opportunity in shallow water on fresh, transparent ice, watch the lure and fish and then hone in on skill to perfection. Having received such food for thought, conducting a simple analysis, and adding to Based on my knowledge, I have already developed a scheme for finalizing the “self-shaking machine”, which should increase its catchability by at least 30%... It comes down to increase the imitation class of the spinners and baits, so that when a fish grabs it, it doesn’t I was in a hurry to spit it out. To have more time for hooking. I draw the same conclusion for the umpteenth time: the overwhelming majority fishermen are amateurs who take advantage of the moment when the fish is already out of the hole on its own the tail jumps out into the frying pan. But there are only a few true masters, and as a rule - do not advertise their activities and do not reveal their secrets. They are with anyone even the most unbiteful fishing will be brought by the “on duty 3” kilogram"... /That’s all, All, you can scroll further.../