A quick pair of snaps showing what I'm up against, the tank is currently awaiting being drained to be taken home at this point I plan to take on Steves king of the chop title. I've fitted a spray bar but the thing looks worse than the grubby plants.
The hairgrass has grown much, much taller than I expected so I'm hoping that the new growth will grow back much shorter and compact, also it will give me chance go get the last of the browned stuff out. I've thinned out the crypts and I've also removed what I hope will be the last of the melted didiplis.
After the move I plan to get some more downoi and swap the didiplis for something less temperamental most likely rotalla green or ludwegia. Unfortunately the frequent water changes and frustration caused carelessness have seen the substrate and the wood shift, I'll be looking to pack that back up and get everything looking more square.
Here's what I hope to be the last of the diatomous mess I came back to after my flatmate turned my tanks of at the plug.
I was so sure this tank would affirm my faith in my abilities but alas it has turned into another dispointment and proved I really can't look after a tank, at all. I really need to start getting more meticulous with my maintenance, I think I must have missed been sent out from the lesson on how to do things right when I started, cause my tanks never look anywhere near as nice as George, James or Marks.
The hairgrass has grown much, much taller than I expected so I'm hoping that the new growth will grow back much shorter and compact, also it will give me chance go get the last of the browned stuff out. I've thinned out the crypts and I've also removed what I hope will be the last of the melted didiplis.
After the move I plan to get some more downoi and swap the didiplis for something less temperamental most likely rotalla green or ludwegia. Unfortunately the frequent water changes and frustration caused carelessness have seen the substrate and the wood shift, I'll be looking to pack that back up and get everything looking more square.
Here's what I hope to be the last of the diatomous mess I came back to after my flatmate turned my tanks of at the plug.
I was so sure this tank would affirm my faith in my abilities but alas it has turned into another dispointment and proved I really can't look after a tank, at all. I really need to start getting more meticulous with my maintenance, I think I must have missed been sent out from the lesson on how to do things right when I started, cause my tanks never look anywhere near as nice as George, James or Marks.