Over the last few weeks I got sick of putting my trips off, watching the swale rise the day before I wanted to go. Well luckily today it was the opposite and dropping off. I really wanted one last go for the Chub before the season closed. Getting to the river there was just over a foot extra in and falling but it was the colour of tea. There was only one other car parked on the stretch and a passing dog walker told us that he was fishing upstream, that was good news as it meant my favorite peg down stream would be free. I was on a mission to christen my new tip rod, a Hardy Marksman Supero I found lurking downstairs in Keith's sports Saltburn. Must have been one of the last for sale anywhere in the country. Sure enough the peg was empty, fast water running into a big pool before shallowing and running off and big enough to comfortably accommodate two so we could chat whilst we fished. We chose feeder and maggot to start. I cast out then realised I hadn't set my landing net up. As I screwed the head on I looked up to see my rod bouncing, bite one in less than a minute missed. This set the tone for the first hour I must have missed at least six bites, every time I turned my head to talk to my mate I saw the tip bouncing out of the corner of my eye. I finally broke the curse of the new rod with a Grayling of about a pound. Shortly after this it was my mates turn with the exclamation of "gosh what's happening to my line" (or something like that), he'd cast to the far side but his line was back at this side without any taps on the rod. Winding in his rod bent into a decent fish. It was a couple of minutes before it broke surface in front of us we looked at each other in surprise, A Pike on size 14 double maggot. It weighed in at 6lb and my mate was chuffed for the rest of the day. I hooked into a decent fish probably a Chub but lost it as the hook straightened then the bites dried up on maggot. I spent the rest of the day fishing bread resulting in 5 bites and hooking three Chub, these were 3, 3.5 & 4.5 lb all rather rough lean looking fish. If they had been in good condition I think you could have put a lb on each but I suppose the way the rivers been over the last month it must have taken it out on the way the fish feed. My mate try as he might on different baits couldn't tempt a bite. We both packed in happy to finish the season on a high, him with his Pike and me christening my new rod with 3 Chub and a Grayling. Roll on June 16th when I can get back to the rivers, in the meantime I suppose I'll have to make do fishing the no challenge Carp puddles. My verdict on the new rod, it's a cracking bit of kit it's a softer through action than my last but has plenty of power in reserve with excellent bite detection. All the reports I'd read about the rod were right definitely quality worthy of the Hardy brand.