A Place To Call Home.....

I arrived down the pit slightly later than planned but soon had my kit in the swim, I quickly got the bivvy up and then rolled a smoke and sat down to assess the situation…….I was due to have a telephone interview in 20 minutes so thought it was best to get my head together then get the rods out after.
At 12 on the dot my blackberry rang as promised and before I knew it the brief interview was over and actually went quite well, I think more interviews should be conducted on the bank!
I quickly got the rods set up, even the anti-tangle tubing threaded without a hitch and before I knew it I had 2 rods fishing either side of the pre baited area towards an island, the 3rd rod was fished as a single hook bait in open water.
Watching & Waiting........
After the positioning of the rods I fired up the coleman and sat back with the first brew of the session, I had the whole pit to myself apart from the odd bird letting out its calming chorus……I have found home!
The day past quickly without anything to note and an eerie mist and a deathly silence soon descended all around me as darkness fell. I climbed into the bag at about 8:30pm as I planned to be up early, very early! Before I knew it I was dreaming about fat carp and big women then a couple of bleeps woke me from my slumber, I sat up already wide awake staring at the right hand rod then looked at my phone…..it was 03:45am, I had planned on being up at 04:30 any way so fired up the coleman and rolled a smoke. I then sat with my eyes fixed on the water other than the countless times when I put the kettle back on.
I saw a few subtle shows over my baited area just as the sun started to appear over the horizon, but unfortunately a take wasn’t meant to be and I had a slow pack up at about 9am as I had promised to be home to do a few jobs.
Before I left I put out about 2lbs of bait on the spot towards the island where I had seen the shows as I planned on returning Monday.
I can’t really remember much of the Journey home, I spent most of it thinking about the Pit, it had really got into my blood, it was the first blank of the many I am sure that will follow……..but I enjoyed every minute of it!!
As soon as I got home, the kit was sorted with Military precision and is ready to head straight back down the pit bright and early Monday morning.

Until then,
  
Smithy