Wasp Grubs.
Much
of my early fishing was spent on the Severn, Teme and Warwickshire Avon, much
of it fishing for chub. Back then many
people knew about the attraction chub had for wasp grubs when used as bait.
Collecting
the nests was an ongoing pursuit back then as, given any reasonable swim
containing chub on the Severn or Teme especially, you were almost certain to
catch. We collected the nests whole,
kept a few of the prime rings containing the grubs and mashed the rest of the
nest up in water mixed with dry groundbait.
Baiting up with a few big balls of this stuff usually got the chub in a
feeding mood. Float fishing with three
or four or even more grubs on the hook was the easy to go and if a shoal was attracted it was
pretty much a fish every swim down.
Quite why it was so attractive to them I have no idea but you could
switch baits to bread or maggots perhaps and they ignored it Put one wasp grub on with any other bait and
they took it with gusto The first club I
fished in they eventually banned it as the older members could not be bothered
to seek out the nests and soon found they were at a considerable disadvantage
in any competition..
However
getting the nest was not often an easy task and looking back was more dangerous
then we realized. We searched the lanes
and hedgerows for nests often located in the bottom of the hedge or on a grassy
bank. To kill the nests quickly and
efficiently we used cyanide crystals.
Now quite where we got these from I can’t exactly recall though I think
adults could get it from the Chemist if they had a reason. We may have got it from the local gamekeeper.
Bear in mind it was the early 50s
The
method was to find the nest entrance, put down some wet crystals and watch as
the vapour killed the wasps instantly as they flew over it to access their nest
hole. They simply crumpled up and fell
in a heap. One or two made it inside
and killed off anything still in there though it seemed not to kill the grubs.
After
an hour or so the whole nest would be dead and we would simply dig it out with
a spade. Most nest were football sized
but often bigger, extremely intricate and beautifully constructed and gave a
good supply of bait.
One
afternoon however we did have a salutary lesson in what we were dealing with.
As I recall we didn’t take many sanitary precautions with the cyanide and on
reflection we were dicing with death. We
had killed a nest deep in the bottom of a hedge and a friend went head down
into the foliage to dig it out. After a
very short time he staggered out backwards and collapsed on the grassy verge
gasping for breath. He was almost
overcome by the fumes given off by the cyanide but quickly managed to regain
his composure and was okay after a short while.
He didn’t suffer any side effects then or later as far as I know.
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