Got to my local commie and, as I promised myself last time, I picked a swim, indeed a lake, I've never fished before.
Given that the stocking policy is pretty much across the board, I started off with the usual 6mm spam after potting in a handful of hemp, a few grains of vanilla flavoured corn, some 1mm micro pellets and a few maggots.
With a 6.6lb main line and a 14 to a 6lb bottom, I was up against an island and started to get liners and twitches pretty much instantly.
First fish after maybe five minutes was a small mirror of a couple of pounds, quickly followed by two more carp of a similar stamp.
It was all carp bar a single roach and a pair of skimmers, one of which was getting near a pound and a half. That was the first hour. Seven carp, ten fish.
Ten minutes into the second hour, in a day of odd snatches of rain but which was still quite warm, I declared coffee time and pulled the pole back and stripping down to the top three. I hoped the 6mm cube might find a crucian at my feet and thought not much in general as I enjoyed a mug of coffee.
The float went, the pole bent and my hand wrenched. Jettisoning the coffee and throwing the mug down I managed to slot the top three back onto the pole and shoved out to ease the pressure. I had a feeling it might be a barbel, there are supposed to be a fair few in this lake. After ten minutes or so, I was proven to be right as 4lbs or so of angry Bertie fell into the net. Unhooked in the net, it went back in supported and I turned the net once the fish had regained its strength, it swam away strongly but looking a tad cheesed off.
I had another coffee which I managed to finish this time with no more close in interruptions bar a tourist-angler who asked why he might be struggling. Using pellets on the hook being the simple answer. I gave him some 6mm cubes and advised him to buy a meat cutter, available in the fishery shop. If he did, it would be the third one I KNOW I've sold for them. I hope Dave Harrell's grateful, anyway.
Back on the Spam and two more carp then it happened!! My personal nemesis showed up, a tench of around 2lbs. I'd long since lost this year's Tench Cup but it was nice to catch one, they're a species I never do much with but beautiful and always welcome.
The carp came back and a solitary rudd of maybe 14oz also came along.
Hour three was all carp with six fish, one of them around 7lbs, the rest the usual commie-fodder between 1 and 4lbs. The seven fought well and put a smile on my face.
Another hour and I was going to have to ship out for home, to get ready and pack for a week at my Mum's.
The carp kept coming, nothing huge but fun enough. A handful of skimmers also for a half ton net, possibly a shade under, 45lbs maybe. I'd had roach, rudd, carp, barbel, bream and a tench.
Popped into the tackle shop, forgetting to ask about the meat cutter, but I did get a dinky canal sized landing net for the princely sum of six bucks. Exactly what I was after, well pleased. Hoping to do some canal fishing this year and waving a 30 inch carp net at 12oz roach might be a slight case of overkill.
So, there we go. Home and now just the packing to go. Deep joy!!
