It was so nice to be out on the river yesterday evening that I went back again. Finding the car park empty at 6pm was a welcome surprise. I'd chatted with a bloke in the car park last night who told me - he'd been floatfishing for roach and dace - a big carp had come and nosed around his keepnet several times. A river carp is an interesting rarity, so I looked at the pegs in the area he'd been fishing and when I spotted footprints at the waterline I dropped in there, thinking I'd fish for barbel at the edge of the overhanging trees while feeding a bit right down the side.
I'd filled a box with assorted small pellets ..... and left it at home. This left me with a tub of punched meat pieces and a bag of small squid and octopus boilies, which looked attractive in a fishy malteser kind of way. Nothing turned up on the link leger, but when I took the shot off and dropped a touch-legered bait down the edge, just past where you could see the bottom, the line was ripped out of my fingers. Had I hooked a rare carp? No - it was a barbel, but I wasn't unhappy about that
I carried on, alternating fishing out with a couple of shot and in free-lined, but no more bites. I put a float on and ran it through, then laid it on. Nothing. I'll pack up at 8pm, I thought, as I was getting hungry and thirsty, but at five to eight a barbel crashed out in my swim. That gave me a bit of encouragement, and I got two more bites rolling a bit of meat through the swim.
I'd filled a box with assorted small pellets ..... and left it at home. This left me with a tub of punched meat pieces and a bag of small squid and octopus boilies, which looked attractive in a fishy malteser kind of way. Nothing turned up on the link leger, but when I took the shot off and dropped a touch-legered bait down the edge, just past where you could see the bottom, the line was ripped out of my fingers. Had I hooked a rare carp? No - it was a barbel, but I wasn't unhappy about that
I carried on, alternating fishing out with a couple of shot and in free-lined, but no more bites. I put a float on and ran it through, then laid it on. Nothing. I'll pack up at 8pm, I thought, as I was getting hungry and thirsty, but at five to eight a barbel crashed out in my swim. That gave me a bit of encouragement, and I got two more bites rolling a bit of meat through the swim.