I think the most common mistake comes with baiting approaches. This is where I’ve certainly got it wrong, after thinking the fish are up for a big feed after a long winter, and then putting too much in and spoiling everything before I’ve almost started. I now try to view spring as a one bite at a time approach, this is my way of stopping myself over baiting. Single hook baits often score well in spring, and although I’ve caught on these, I must admit to having more confidence in fishing over some bait. The main factor with baiting is also how mobile the fish are at this time of year. Whilst they may hold up in snags hit by the sun during long parts of the day, they can also fly around the lake making location tricky to say the least. The question that arises, is how much bait do you need to get them to stop and feed, or is going for singles in an attempt to grab a bite the better method?
When fishing in or near snags the baiting is more straightforward, as the fish normally remain static in there for longer periods, but out in the lake that is often very different. Success comes for me around this when I can anticipate where the fish are going to be at some point while I’m there, and having my traps set in advance of them arriving.
This is the greatest skill to be able to have really, but it’s not easy! Find the fish is an often-heard piece of advice, but when they’re bombing around and around it’s not that straightforward. I’ve chased them round the lake, only to set up on fish, and have them move very soon after, not necessarily because I’ve scared them off, but just because they are so much on the move. I try and look for bottle neck areas, or approaches that funnel fish into the snags, and get my baits plotted up ready.
Fish rarely spend nights in snags, so I look for chances on routes on their way out in the evenings, and on their way back in the following morning. I can clearly remember an example of this, I arrived on one of the first warm days of the year to find several fish sat up in the biggest snag tree in the lake. One of them was a decent fish, much wider across the back than the others, and I estimated him to be close to 40lbs.
He was content weaving in and out of the mass of branches in the warm sun, and seemingly oblivious to me as I watched him for ages from a bit of raised bank above. The nearest swim was a small gap really, and it wasn’t possible to cast anywhere close to the snags anyway, partly because of the angle, but also as it was far too risky, as I knew how savage they were from just peering in there, the twisted branches going down deep and stretching far out.