That will certainly come, previously never reported. The following early morning I was currently instantly. Acquainted two-story structure. On the front door he met mommy. We embraced, kissed.
In 1978 I was provided a trip in the winter months. From Belarus, where I acted as a Navigator in one component of marine aviation, to his home in Krivoy Rog and also I took the train. My moms and dads live there.– Where is the daddy?– I asked.
Where could he be, on his fishing trip went, mother said.
— Go, child, for this uncommon individual, like at home nothing to do, while I establish an elegant table. Actually, the Saksagan river, near Krivoi Rog, a little, it would be possible and therivulet called. Yet there was developed Krivoy Rog nuclear power plant, obstructing the river dam.
Hence was formed Krasovskii reservoir, a popular area of entertainment for fishermen as well as homeowners. Right here are located bream, perch, carp, Chub, pike, perch, roach. Putting on a Navy overcoat as well as cap with crab, I headed to the pond, bound solid thick ice. Climate assisted fishers: ten levels of frost, however, rather disrupted the fresh wind. After a number of hundred metres, I began shore. The ice was cluttered with followers of angling. Somebody sat silently, hiding her search in the hole, and someone simply today was enjoyable …
Father gained from afar on the cozy jacket and boots– this ammo is no cold not terrible. He was really happy concerning my arrival. To go house in no hurry: « You recognize, child, well, at least one fish in your ear to catch, and before prior to mother will certainly ashamedEmbarrassed In a couple of hours– not a single bite ». Understanding that the daddy is a passionate fisherman, I didn’t «thrill. He happily checked out me and also sadly tossed brief glances at his three fishing pole with icy responds.
To sustain my dad, I took his drill, and also went in the instructions of the feet, pierced a hole, grown fresh bloodworms on grey a homemade jig and also including deepness (7-8 meters), went down the gear
under the ice. « Dad! As well as below I have 10 meters will, I believe, in an opening hit, » hardly prior to I can claim. A nod sharply functioned and also I started to extract fish. « Something heavy being dragged! » ‘ I informed the moms and dad. « Son! Yes,» you captured a Chub! An excellent good-looking, 700 grams per pull! » I decreased «the deal with back right into the opening and again followed by a bite– once more Chub! Seeing «my difficulty, resting nearby fishermen started to catch up to us closer, they looked for possibilities.
And also I have the fifth Chub combated on the ice. Began quite predictable: they began to cut off on all sides, yet no one bite. As well as I for a half an hour caught ten Chub. The bite stopped. Hand cleaning the sweat from his forehead, not expecting himself such a success, I excitedly informed my dad: « Now in the ear, as well as zhareha enough, and prior to mother there is absolutely nothing to reveal. By the way, she had actually been awaiting us ».
We have collected the gear and the catch and went house. As well as the anglers enthusiastically accompanied us, claiming: « sailors Know exactly how to fish! » Though I as well as they knew that I was fortunate because there was a duration backlava– the center of winter.
