Feeling a bit under the weather - and the weather wasn't great - so I didn't get to the Deep Lake until 12.30. The bailiff and his mates have impromptu matches on Thursdays- but they'd switched to Sunday this week, and there was a line of blokes on the pegs I planned to pole fish for bream. Oh well. I set up on feeder near the car-park instead. But I didn't particularly fancy it

Not a bite, to cut a long story short, so when the match blokes disappeared, much as I hate moving pegs, I hauled my stuff round to that side of the lake and had a couple of hours on the vacated pegs. I swapped to a small pellet feeder and tried various distances from the island to see where the fish were.
I had a couple of firsts: I had my EA license checked for the first time this century. And I caught a fish for the first time on a "wafter". (There were fish poking the feeder around from the word go, but not taking the hookbait, so I was trying anything I could find in the bag).

The fish didn't go crazy, and I sat through the usual downpour. I was looking at the carp angler on the far bank, thinking I can see the appeal of fishing from a little tent. 11lb 9 oz won the match from the peg I was on, and I think I had that in bream

And if you add in these two, who both gave the bream tackle a good workout, I felt I'd won a moral victory over the unofficial peg- blockers



Not a bite, to cut a long story short, so when the match blokes disappeared, much as I hate moving pegs, I hauled my stuff round to that side of the lake and had a couple of hours on the vacated pegs. I swapped to a small pellet feeder and tried various distances from the island to see where the fish were.
I had a couple of firsts: I had my EA license checked for the first time this century. And I caught a fish for the first time on a "wafter". (There were fish poking the feeder around from the word go, but not taking the hookbait, so I was trying anything I could find in the bag).

The fish didn't go crazy, and I sat through the usual downpour. I was looking at the carp angler on the far bank, thinking I can see the appeal of fishing from a little tent. 11lb 9 oz won the match from the peg I was on, and I think I had that in bream

And if you add in these two, who both gave the bream tackle a good workout, I felt I'd won a moral victory over the unofficial peg- blockers


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