Unless I'm mistaken its a catfish(Wels here)And when they grow this big they make poor eating.In the Danube and other big rivers they grow to several hundred kilos in weight,and there are reports of them attacking swimmers.I know a guy who caught one recently,it was longer that him,and I have seen on this lake the chicks behind ducks being taken one after the other by the catfish.The catfish on the other hand is a scavenger,so keeps waters clean by eating the dead and weak animals in the water.Derek,there are some in the Doctorsee where we used to fish,but its now covered with caravans and hardly fishable! And Denis _ nothing better than a piece of Cod with those chips and mushy peas! ------- Don
Well for christ's sake Frank don't go eating that Vietnamese river cobbler which is now passed off as being Cod in most UK Fish&chip shops! and at half the price of Cod to the fish shop owner!
Vietnam is still contaminated with deadly dioxin today, some 35 years after the fall of Saigon. QUOTE:
"Officials say that they believe people have genetically passed on dioxin's side effects after eating fish from the contaminated rivers and canals"
THEIR WORDS, NOT MINE !!!!!!!!!!! Until recently people were unaware of the serious and potentially deadly side effects including cancer, neurological disorders and type II diabetes.
Last year the United States government vis-a-vis Barack Obama doubled its funding for dealing with the environmental and health consequences of of the Vietnam war......and before someone comments that my post is nothing short of a 'load of old cobblers' please read the following:
....and ask yourself: Why would a mostly landlocked country like Vietnam want to export fish to a country that was surrounded on all four sides by SEA??
...and I thought Harlow was landlocked too? 38 lbs? --- bit of a fishy story here Bri!
Recently I overheard part of a conversation with a ethnic ,repatriated Volga german ( or is that spelt Vulgar ? ) it seems that the russians mix all the fish they catch put them through the mincer twice bones head & tail and make a sort of fish cake out of it wether they eat it with chips & mushy peas I wouldnt know. So thats where I got my diabetes from ,the dept of the envir. PSA made me share an office with 1000 gals of agent orange in the 1970's and assured me it was safe it was sprayed around the bks M qtrs and playgrounds. Frank
On my way to a social event to-day I passed the fishmongers in whose window was a large selection if various types of fish. Not being a keen eater of the stuff I took little notice. However during the event I happened to speak to an aquantance who banged on about the beautiful fish he caught yesterday evening and he went into great detail about the technique applied and the lenght of time it took to land the thing.,To me it semed like the waste of a good evening. Didn't he know where the fishmongers shop is?. Or maybe it was closed when he wanted a fish. Paddy
Ah Paddy,you have never experienced the feeling as your float which you have been watching for hours(helped by a wee drappie)slides under the water,and you have to decide when to strike and set the hook.Nor the battle on 6-8 pounds breaking strain line when the fish you have on the end may be 3 times that weight,and sometimes it may take minutes,or maybe an hour or so when you have that fish finally on the bank.And the chances are that you will put it back in the water too.My most successful fishing day in freshwater was when I caught Zander of 13,11,and 7 pounds,make delicious eating too,and the freezer was full for months.Down in Bayern though on a fishing invite I caught a dozen brown trout and half a dozen grayling,all on a little red spinner.Next time I'm feeling chatty I'll tell you of those that got away(fish I mean) We are great eaters of fish,and never a week passes by without it on the menu,its reckoned if you eat fish once a week all your life then heart trouble is avoided???So never mind the bones - get into some nice fish!!!! ------- Don
Paddy, can't see any fishing tackle in the background! Bet he bought it from the fishmongers so he could give his wife a plausible story about being late home last night?
Now that Otters are making a comeback best get yourself an 'otter-hound' before it's all too late! (Otter-hounds were bred my Monks in days gone by in order to conserve fish stocks) ... and a 'walking the dog excuse' works just as well too.
This damn site plays hell with my replies so I'll repeat what I just said. Don. As a nipper I used to cast a hook in the local lough to catch roach, but I never caught the bug for the game. The last time I tried it was when we were in south of France in the sixties (can't remember the name of the place) and went with a few others to fish the mountaint stream- you might have been with us.The game left me cold and I got more pleasure digging up worms for bait for the others. I hope this gets through. Paddy
I think fishing for Carp is the one where most patience is required,and the best time is when its dark and muggy.And all sorts orf creepy crawlies are making funny noises in the bushes,the bats are whizzing over your head,the mossies are biting anything thats not covered,and you're watching the line for that tell-tale "twitch".But if you've never had the "bug"then no ammount of trying to convert you will work.Paddy,are you having problems getting through,maybe you should change from worms to maggots?Did I ever tell you the story of the lady officer and my maggots,no,then you've got something coming when I'm in the mood!!!! Cor - we are chatty lately - keep it up! -------- Don
It is many years ago now since I did any fishing, but when I was a youngster I was always down by a river or canal where I would spend all day, I found it to be the most relaxing past time there was in them days but sometimes I was caught by the bailiff and asked where was my rod licence which as you may gather I never had one I just took the chance that he did not catch me, If I spotted him coming I was away on my toes and went back later to see if my tackle was where I had hidden it, sometimes he found it and others he did'nt so if he did find it he would take it with him hoping I would go and ask for it back which I did'nt so I reckon that he would have flogged it to someone to pay the fine that he did not get from me. Happy days.
Now this is one that goes back to about 1938(cor,what a memory)We were down by the old harbour and watching across the water from us a boy with a hand-line made from string fishing with a large hook and makeral head for bait.Suddenly this kid starts to get excited,and haul a large conger out of the water.We dashed around the harbour to help him,just got to see this massive eel near the top of the wall,when the line broke and it fell back in the water with a big splash.Boy - did that nipper cry,not because he lost the fish - but the hook was gone,and in those days who had pocket-money,and I bet it was one of Dads hooks too!Still thinking of how to compose that story of the Lady Officer and my maggots!!!!! ------- Don
Hello Gents, Not much going on here,but having netted in got to say good-day to you all,hope you are not all poaching or something naughty,had a bit of rain today,but it did not get under the trees and bushes,the sun is shining again.Got rid of a container load of garden rubbish today,on the 6,7,8 of Aug we are putting on a family re-union,about 20 coming,so taking over the Castle Sat evening,and goodness knows what other fatigues will come my way.Ah well,if you have kids you've always got kids!!!!! -------- Don
Hello Don, I can relate to the tradgedy of losing a hook ,during the war they were like gold dust ,Ican remember wading out to retrieve one that had snagged on a reed or overhanging branch.When I think of the risks kids took in those days ,now they won't let them walk to school. Bob
Bob, When I was a nipper my mother used to worry herself sick when I went fishing.We used to get on this "special" rock at low tide,and the rising tide cut us off and we had about two feet of dry rock left - and if a storm came up-------!"!!!!!!!And then of course we had to wait for the tide to go out before we could reach land again.But very seldom did I arrive home without something for tea! ------- Don
Can't match that Don.But we did have one spot where we used to climb out on a willow tree and drop on to an island on a lake by the railway.All our gear stuffed in our pockets and our rod tied to our backs.With all the gear they carry these day it would be impossible. Bob
Yes Bob,seen some of the fishermen of today,loaded down with their brollies,chairs,radios,not to mention rods and tackle etc. So now I'm in the mood for a story : Once upon a time I landed the lucky job as recruiter at Roper Road,in Canterbury.Great place to be stationed if you were a fisherman.And never went anywhere without the road and some bait in the boot.One day I went to the Office at Roper Road,parked the car,thought "funny sound coming from the boot".Opened the boot,and there it was in front of me,a container which once had maggots in now was buzzing with bluebottles.Now I had one of those daft moments,took the buzzing box into the one toilet in the recruiting office,and "tried"to empty 'em down the loo.About 10% went down,the other 90% took off and the loo was a mass of dive bombing bluebottles.About an hour later I'm still trying to get these animals down the bog when Ted,the Army recruiter,knocks on the door and say's the Lady Officer recruiter wants to have a pee.So I tell Ted wait a few minutes,and every 10 or so Ted is again knocking and saying the lady is desperate.So in the end,and with about 30-40 Stukas still dive bombing in the Loo I opened the door,and the lady,whose need I could see,went in.Short while later,a very pale faced lady came out,got in her car,and drove off the Aldershot.Thought might be repercussions on those innocent little animals,but no,think the lady decided she'd never live the story down if she complained. "Moral" - never let your maggots get too old! ------- Don
that reminds me of a song that went like this . Good morning Mr Fisherman & how are you today have you got a lobster big enough for two... The corus goes, roll tidly ho pee or bust never let let yer maggots hatch out in the boot........ I think Frank.
its a coincedence Don but my 14 year old grandson went fishing as end of term trip from what I can gather the form teacher is a keen fisherman.Anyway he had to have money for maggots this 3 weeks ago.Only this week my son askes what happened to the maggots did throw in the lake .Oh no replied Tomos "I might want to go fishing again during the holidays so put them in the shed" He had no idea that maggots turned into flies.This education these days Bob
Hi Guys - had great trouble getting on today,but made it in the end.Bitg weekend in front of me,20 guests from all over the place,so if you don't hear from me wait till Monday when I'm bubbling with energy? Have a good weekend. ------- Don
Hi all - the last guest has just departed,all the COs orders on clearing up have been obeyed,bit of a thick head,but thought I'd earn a medal and net in.With the guests gone the rain has arrived,some of 'em have 800kms to go - rather them than me,but all went well and luckily we drove carefully back from the Castle last night as we met a herd of deer,stood in the middle of the road,frightened stiff by the car lights.Hope you all enjoyed your weekend too. -------- Don
Hi all, With all the past fishy talk anyone who can tune in to the German TV(WDR)there is a very interesting programme at 20.15 hours(today) about the giant catfish(Wels)who frequent European waters,and the stories of 'em eating swimmers etc! -------- Don
ok with a plate of chips
ReplyDeleteand mushy peas.
ReplyDeleteNow thats a FAIR GUDGEON!!!!!!!!!!!!1
ReplyDeleteNo rea.ly well caught,did it give you much of a fight.?.
Unless I'm mistaken its a catfish(Wels here)And when they grow this big they make poor eating.In the Danube and other big rivers they grow to several hundred kilos in weight,and there are reports of them attacking swimmers.I know a guy who caught one recently,it was longer that him,and I have seen on this lake the chicks behind ducks being taken one after the other by the catfish.The catfish on the other hand is a scavenger,so keeps waters clean by eating the dead and weak animals in the water.Derek,there are some in the Doctorsee where we used to fish,but its now covered with caravans and hardly fishable!
ReplyDeleteAnd Denis _ nothing better than a piece of Cod with those chips and mushy peas!
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Don we're OAP's can't afford Cod. Frank.
ReplyDeleteits far more fun fishing for cod bass and sole ect , you can eat them , and they are not captive in a puddle, but yes a nice fish weldone
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Well for christ's sake Frank don't go eating that Vietnamese river cobbler which is now passed off as being Cod in most UK Fish&chip shops! and at half the price of Cod to the fish shop owner!
ReplyDeleteVietnam is still contaminated with deadly dioxin today, some 35 years after the fall of Saigon. QUOTE:
"Officials say that they believe people have genetically passed on dioxin's side effects after eating fish from the contaminated rivers and canals"
THEIR WORDS, NOT MINE !!!!!!!!!!! Until recently people were unaware of the serious and potentially deadly side effects including cancer, neurological disorders and type II diabetes.
Last year the United States government vis-a-vis Barack Obama doubled its funding for dealing with the environmental and health consequences of of the Vietnam war......and before someone comments that my post is nothing short of a 'load of old cobblers' please read the following:
http://www.cbsnews.com/stories/2009/05/29/world/main5049204.shtml
....and ask yourself: Why would a mostly landlocked country like Vietnam want to export fish to a country that was surrounded on all four sides by SEA??
...and I thought Harlow was landlocked too? 38 lbs? --- bit of a fishy story here Bri!
Well done that man.
Recently I overheard part of a conversation with a ethnic ,repatriated Volga german ( or is that spelt Vulgar ? ) it seems that the russians mix all the fish they catch put them through the mincer twice bones head & tail and make a sort of fish cake out of it wether they eat it with chips & mushy peas I wouldnt know.
ReplyDeleteSo thats where I got my diabetes from ,the dept of the envir. PSA made me share an office with 1000 gals of agent orange in the 1970's and assured me it was safe it was sprayed around the bks M qtrs and playgrounds. Frank
All this has started to put me off the "fish and chips"I promised myself when in Guernsey Sept/Oct this year.
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ReplyDeletei should noy worry to much don most of my fish come from the lower reaches of the thames
and i have been eating them for the last 20 years +
john(jp)
On my way to a social event to-day I passed the fishmongers in whose window was a large selection if various types of fish. Not being a keen eater of the stuff I took little notice. However during the event I happened to speak to an aquantance who banged on about the beautiful fish he caught yesterday evening and he went into great detail about the technique applied and the lenght of time it took to land the thing.,To me it semed like the waste of a good evening. Didn't he know where the fishmongers shop is?. Or maybe it was closed when he wanted a fish.
ReplyDeletePaddy
Pity had to let it go so no fish to go with the chips
ReplyDeleteI think this is a bit of a fishy story to me, they always seem to have big things in Harlow.
ReplyDeleteAh Paddy,you have never experienced the feeling as your float which you have been watching for hours(helped by a wee drappie)slides under the water,and you have to decide when to strike and set the hook.Nor the battle on 6-8 pounds breaking strain line when the fish you have on the end may be 3 times that weight,and sometimes it may take minutes,or maybe an hour or so when you have that fish finally on the bank.And the chances are that you will put it back in the water too.My most successful fishing day in freshwater was when I caught Zander of 13,11,and 7 pounds,make delicious eating too,and the freezer was full for months.Down in Bayern though on a fishing invite I caught a dozen brown trout and half a dozen grayling,all on a little red spinner.Next time I'm feeling chatty I'll tell you of those that got away(fish I mean)
ReplyDeleteWe are great eaters of fish,and never a week passes by without it on the menu,its reckoned if you eat fish once a week all your life then heart trouble is avoided???So never mind the bones - get into some nice fish!!!!
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Don
Paddy, can't see any fishing tackle in the background! Bet he bought it from the fishmongers so he could give his wife a plausible story about being late home last night?
ReplyDeleteNow that Otters are making a comeback best get yourself an 'otter-hound' before it's all too late! (Otter-hounds were bred my Monks in days gone by in order to conserve fish stocks) ... and a 'walking the dog excuse' works just as well too.
This damn site plays hell with my replies so I'll repeat what I just said. Don. As a nipper I used to cast a hook in the local lough to catch roach, but I never caught the bug for the game. The last time I tried it was when we were in south of France in the sixties (can't remember the name of the place) and went with a few others to fish the mountaint stream- you might have been with us.The game left me cold and I got more pleasure digging up worms for bait for the others. I hope this gets through.
ReplyDeletePaddy
I think fishing for Carp is the one where most patience is required,and the best time is when its dark and muggy.And all sorts orf creepy crawlies are making funny noises in the bushes,the bats are whizzing over your head,the mossies are biting anything thats not covered,and you're watching the line for that tell-tale "twitch".But if you've never had the "bug"then no ammount of trying to convert you will work.Paddy,are you having problems getting through,maybe you should change from worms to maggots?Did I ever tell you the story of the lady officer and my maggots,no,then you've got something coming when I'm in the mood!!!!
ReplyDeleteCor - we are chatty lately - keep it up!
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It is many years ago now since I did any fishing, but when I was a youngster I was always down by a river or canal where I would spend all day, I found it to be the most relaxing past time there was in them days but sometimes I was caught by the bailiff and asked where was my rod licence which as you may gather I never had one I just took the chance that he did not catch me, If I spotted him coming I was away on my toes and went back later to see if my tackle was where I had hidden it, sometimes he found it and others he did'nt so if he did find it he would take it with him hoping I would go and ask for it back which I did'nt so I reckon that he would have flogged it to someone to pay the fine that he did not get from me. Happy days.
ReplyDeleteI think it is a CLUB FISH someone caught it and then every one in the club has there picture taken with it?
ReplyDeleteNow this is one that goes back to about 1938(cor,what a memory)We were down by the old harbour and watching across the water from us a boy with a hand-line made from string fishing with a large hook and makeral head for bait.Suddenly this kid starts to get excited,and haul a large conger out of the water.We dashed around the harbour to help him,just got to see this massive eel near the top of the wall,when the line broke and it fell back in the water with a big splash.Boy - did that nipper cry,not because he lost the fish - but the hook was gone,and in those days who had pocket-money,and I bet it was one of Dads hooks too!Still thinking of how to compose that story of the Lady Officer and my maggots!!!!!
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Hello Gents,
ReplyDeleteNot much going on here,but having netted in got to say good-day to you all,hope you are not all poaching or something naughty,had a bit of rain today,but it did not get under the trees and bushes,the sun is shining again.Got rid of a container load of garden rubbish today,on the 6,7,8 of Aug we are putting on a family re-union,about 20 coming,so taking over the Castle Sat evening,and goodness knows what other fatigues will come my way.Ah well,if you have kids you've always got kids!!!!!
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Hello Don,
ReplyDeleteI can relate to the tradgedy of losing a hook ,during the war they were like gold dust ,Ican remember wading out to retrieve one that had snagged on a reed or overhanging branch.When I think
of the risks kids took in those days ,now they won't let them walk to school.
Bob
Bob,
ReplyDeleteWhen I was a nipper my mother used to worry herself sick when I went fishing.We used to get on this "special" rock at low tide,and the rising tide cut us off and we had about two feet of dry rock left - and if a storm came up-------!"!!!!!!!And then of course we had to wait for the tide to go out before we could reach land again.But very seldom did I arrive home without something for tea!
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Don
Can't match that Don.But we did have one spot where we used to climb out on a willow tree
ReplyDeleteand drop on to an island on a lake by the railway.All our gear stuffed in our pockets and our
rod tied to our backs.With all the gear they carry these day it would be impossible.
Bob
Yes Bob,seen some of the fishermen of today,loaded down with their brollies,chairs,radios,not to mention rods and tackle etc.
ReplyDeleteSo now I'm in the mood for a story : Once upon a time I landed the lucky job as recruiter at Roper Road,in Canterbury.Great place to be stationed if you were a fisherman.And never went anywhere without the road and some bait in the boot.One day I went to the Office at Roper Road,parked the car,thought "funny sound coming from the boot".Opened the boot,and there it was in front of me,a container which once had maggots in now was buzzing with bluebottles.Now I had one of those daft moments,took the buzzing box into the one toilet in the recruiting office,and "tried"to empty 'em down the loo.About 10% went down,the other 90% took off and the loo was a mass of dive bombing bluebottles.About an hour later I'm still trying to get these animals down the bog when Ted,the Army recruiter,knocks on the door and say's the Lady Officer recruiter wants to have a pee.So I tell Ted wait a few minutes,and every 10 or so Ted is again knocking and saying the lady is desperate.So in the end,and with about 30-40 Stukas still dive bombing in the Loo I opened the door,and the lady,whose need I could see,went in.Short while later,a very pale faced lady came out,got in her car,and drove off the Aldershot.Thought might be repercussions on those innocent little animals,but no,think the lady decided she'd never live the story down if she complained.
"Moral" - never let your maggots get too old!
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Don
that reminds me of a song that went like this . Good morning Mr Fisherman & how are you today have you got a lobster big enough for two... The corus goes, roll tidly ho pee or bust never let let yer maggots hatch out in the boot........ I think Frank.
ReplyDeleteits a coincedence Don but my 14 year old grandson went fishing as end of term trip from what I can gather the form teacher is a keen fisherman.Anyway he had to have money for maggots this 3 weeks ago.Only this week my son askes what happened to the maggots did throw in the lake .Oh no replied
ReplyDeleteTomos "I might want to go fishing again during the holidays so put them in the shed" He had no idea that maggots turned into flies.This education these days
Bob
Hi Guys - had great trouble getting on today,but made it in the end.Bitg weekend in front of me,20 guests from all over the place,so if you don't hear from me wait till Monday when I'm bubbling with energy?
ReplyDeleteHave a good weekend.
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Have a great week-end Don with your guests.
ReplyDeleteHi Don are you sure you will be bubbling with energy and not with aglass with something bubbling in it have a great weekend
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Have a good time DON
ReplyDeleteHi all - the last guest has just departed,all the COs orders on clearing up have been obeyed,bit of a thick head,but thought I'd earn a medal and net in.With the guests gone the rain has arrived,some of 'em have 800kms to go - rather them than me,but all went well and luckily we drove carefully back from the Castle last night as we met a herd of deer,stood in the middle of the road,frightened stiff by the car lights.Hope you all enjoyed your weekend too.
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Glad you had a good weekend, me i was stuck on the M25 for hrs
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Went away last week but returned before the usual mayhem! Went past that cottage in Diss, Norfolk, which was used as a navigatio
ReplyDeleteHi all,
ReplyDeleteWith all the past fishy talk anyone who can tune in to the German TV(WDR)there is a very interesting programme at 20.15 hours(today) about the giant catfish(Wels)who frequent European waters,and the stories of 'em eating swimmers etc!
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