Things Are Not Always What They Appear When Fishing!

I was fishing in my local lake last in March/April. Not quite T shirt weather but not heavy clothes either. The lake has 21 pegs (quite small) and there is usually someone you know.

The conversations goes:

“How you doing?” and replies come back

“Not bad/good”

“What you fishing on?”

“Maggots”

“Can I Borrow some ”

Or “I am on worms. I have my own wormery so if anyone has there own container I have spare”.

“I am on pellets and not doing any good. I can swap with you”

This particular afternoon there was three of us fishing and chatting. The is a gated entrance that leads to a gravel area that we laughingly call car park so when a different vehicle arrives everyone seems to take note.

A Mercedes Benz pulls up so you can imagine it stood out among our vans and bangers. A guy gets out and is immediately out of place. He has a pin striped suit with tie. He looks around the lake taking in all surroundings.

Now I will always go and survey a new fishing venue but I don’t go in my Sunday best. He is on mobile phone and smiling about but not engaging in anyone.

Then an Audi pulls up and a young lady gets out and they embrace. Now they have the attention of all of us. This is a strange place to have an assignation. They keep holding hands and talking and waving their hands about while looking over the lake.

Then the guy comes over to where I am fishing trying to mind my own business. He says “excuse me. May I have a word with you?”

Now that type of language is not what you hear at a fishing lake.

I said “of course mate. How can I help”

He said his Father spent so much time fishing in the spot where I am and he had recently passed away. His sister and him would like to spread his ashes where he spent so many happy hours.

Of course. I moved my gear out of the way and they went back to the car and came back with a pot.

He had black polished shoes and the lady in high heels trying to look poised but failing. They deposited some grey ashes all around the peg and said a few words together.

They embraced again and left leaving us smiling.

We all agreed that it wasn’t what we first thought. I spent the rest of the afternoon on a different peg smiling.

I always tip my cap when I fish that peg thinking of the guy and his children.