I got down "Island" mid morning on Friday and had a quick walk round the lake before popping into Tones' swim for a coffee and a chat, whilst sitting with Tone we saw a few fish showing in front of the "Lawns" as well as the "Car Park", both swims are at the opposite ends of the lake.
Whilst watching I noticed the fish showing in front of the "Lawns" seemed much larger, so I thought sod it, that will do.
I quickly walked round to the van, loaded the barrow and had a slow jog round to the "Lawns" before someone else jumped in it.
It didn't take long before all the rods were positioned exactly where I wanted them, so I sat back and took in the atmosphere which soon turned to rain and ever strengthening SW winds, blowing straight down into the "Car Park"! Great!.
My phone rang, It was Tone "stand up and look down the 'Car Park' mate" he said, so I did and couldn't believe what I was seeing, they were literally throwing themselves out of the water in huge numbers and not just the little-uns!, I said to Tone "you move onto them mate" he said he was happy where he was and if I wanted to I should go for it, before he had finished speaking my barrow was loaded ready for the move! Just as I was about to push the barrow at a very fast pace round the lake, the sky suddenly turned black and the heavens opened! Just what I needed, I got round to the "Car Park" in double quick time and chucked the rods out with the baits still attached from the last swim before getting the oval up and seeking some cover!
As soon as the rigs touched the surface the shows seemed to almost stop, although the liners continued.
It didn't take long for the sky to clear and we were greeted by a lovely evening, I took this opportunity to sort the rods out properly.
Russ soon arrived and set up in the social swim next door, we talked late into the night talking about all things "Carpy" before retiring to the bedchairs at about 1am.
I was awake a little after 6am with a coffee in my hand scanning the water when my middle rod melted off, I lifted into what felt like a good fish, it was kiting from left to right at quite a pace then all of the sudden the hook pulled, I was gutted......the air was blue lets put it that way!.
I repositioned the rod and a few hours later I landed a stockie and shortly after that another which was a scrapper double, not exactly what I was after in terms of size, but they looked immaculate and will be stunning in a few years when they are 30 lb+.
The rest of the session passed with nothing to note and I left at 7pm to get home and spend the rest of the weekend with my wife and son.
I shall be back down to Island tomorrow for the night hoping to try and get amongst the big-uns this time, so I had better sign off and get the gear ready!
Enjoy the rest of the weekend, and I hope to report back with some news Tuesday evening.
Take Care,
Smithy
