Back in the eighties when I was i to carp fishing I had a call from a friend who was at Cuttle mill asking me if I could come down for an overnight session.
The kicker behind his request was that I had to call at his home to pick up some extra food and a spare coat "cos the nights are cold".
Agreeing, I collected said items and made my way to Cuttle,in those days anglers had to draw a numbered ball that told them which peg they had to fish but the owner told me all but the corner ones were taken so I made my way past pegs 1234and 5? to that corner.
Having set up two boilly baited rods i cast them to a nearby tree that grew out of the water.
The corner had a hemmed in sort of feel to it and in some ways felt that my day would end in a blank but tomorrow I could take the draw with evreybody else who was fishing.
It was a warm day and in the middle of the lake was a large patch of weed, the kind that pops up to the surface on many stillwaters and it occurred to me that if a breeze sprang up one of the anglers present (me included) could have it drift into their swim.
It did, and it was my corner it drifted into covering the entire area of water available to me!
I could pull out my rigs to rebait but recasting would maybe have my baits covered in a very slimy goo.
I sat there for a half hour or so pondering what i should do when out of the corner of my eye I noticed that a carp "humped" the weed to my right, near one of my rod tips, the answer came in a second— it would be a float job.
Pulling in both rods I set up a simple float rig, lightly shotted and with a 6 hook with a side hooked home made boilly, I made a tiny hole in the weed by swishing it with my rod tip and before it could close up I gently lowered the rig and float into it before it disappeared and sat back to await any results which didn't take long.
Slowly the float sank out of sight and striking found myself playing a carp that eventually turned out to weigh 17+ lb after a really hard struggle.
It seemed that many of the lakes carp had found the floating weed and feeling safe beneath it threw caution to the wind.
In total(from memory) fourteen more followed thro- out the day with a biggest of 26lb- 9oz.
After a rather uncomfortable night I had a diffefant peg to fish but I kept an eye on the cornerwhere i'd fished the day before, the weed had gone and the angler in it only had three carp!
My big day was a one off, only by chance of a phone a call did I have the chance to take advantage of it!