Anglers from the San and Wista banks are waiting for it, from Przemyśl to Tczew. They are waiting patiently. Every few days, they go away from their bream appetizers, from ground cores with heavy lead and grope with flows along the edge of the current. He has a barbell a few times a year by coastal whims. They last for several days, sometimes a week, two… On land, they leave behind a slightly elongated scales and topics for chatter for the coming months.
July, August, September – these are months of waiting for slippers, shulawy, mullets, because there are many regional names for the barbel.
This shows respect for the strength of this fish, about that, that the time spent searching for it, waiting for it will be more than rewarded. Fight, during which the sticks will crackle, your forearm muscles faint.
At the end of September, the wait for the barbel ends. Only from time to time some long-range groundblaster will wrestle with this extraordinary fish, maybe some zander hunter would hook her by the side with a jig hook. The slipper itself will remind you of itself until late autumn, ba, even in winter, it will disturb the apparent deadness of the river with a spring.
Fish all year round
It was not discovered by the supporters of the yellow cheese on the hook, nor the rosemakers. The dendroben did not help, thawed shrimp, shrimps brought from the sea – barbel lures extraordinary in summer and early fall. Spinningists who whipped San with spinners had a feeling for years. A well-weighted "two" with a dark wing could bring color even in December… The barbell never shuns the meat diet, but few anglers remember, that a grown up fish, carried with the flow, will never let go. These are not predator gestures in the full sense of the word – the slick does not chase small items, it does not lurk under the shoals of horses, he does not search the bottom for sausages. Anatomy doesn't allow that, A fleshy face surrounded by a feisty mustache lies so far down the head, that dyeing is difficult to hunt quite consciously. Her eyes, in turn, are set on the top of the skull, they are used for a very cursory, approximate location of the food. Then the touch must turn on – that mustache, very sensitive "nose", and extensive mouth area. Fish, then, liked very much by the barbel, are caught by it blindly, as it were. The poor thing does not always hit – The Vistula spinningists who specialize in barbell know about it, who are constantly fighting this fish that hooks its chin, behind the gill covers, or even a pectoral fin. They are by no means vulgarly hooked fish – these are the, which did not target well…
The barbell is a grandmaster of catching bites carried with the flow. After all, it lives in the full-flow zone, which it only descends in very cold winters. Her brain is like a perfectly programmed computer – something is running down, she sees, "Counts" and takes it. Mostly flawless. It also sets flawlessly in the streak of groundbait – the flow-bankers take advantage of this without mercy. But spinning enthusiasts also know the law of streaking, and taking the correction for sliding rib-eating, they can find places, where the current every now and then snatches some fishy little thing from the still water and carries it towards the barbel face.
Already in October, the mount is looking for a winter refuge. So the coloring escapes from the table. Only the gudgeon is lifted from the sandy tops by the current. But just in the fall, in winter and early spring, barbel will not let any fish caught by the current. After all, it is the most calorific, energy-efficient diet.
