It’s been a few weeks since I last sat down on the laptop and got my writing head on, so I better carry on from where I left off!
Since my last write up I managed a short unproductive session last weekend on a mate’s syndicate which only resulted in frustration, mainly because the fish were showing at 130 yards and with the strong crosswind it made it impossible for me to reach them! Following this session it was back to Kent to finish my last week at work rolling bait, I had a great summer down there and learnt a lot but being away from my family has been very difficult so I’m looking forward to spending a lot more time with them.
So after leaving Kent on Thursday, I decided to spend Friday with the family and after the kids were sent to bed I sorted out all my gear and replenished stocks before loading the van ready for the off first thing Saturday morning.
As always I awoke before my alarm and after a quick coffee it was straight in the van and down the pit.
As I pulled in the fishery gate I noticed a few cars parked up on the left hand side including a mates, it was still early so I decided to park up and have a mooch about on the otherside before I popped round to see him.
The Pit was fairly busy but with the nature of the Pit it still seemed like you had the place to yourself no matter what swim you were in.
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| View from "Lazy Mans".... |
The wind was hacking into “Lazy Mans” so I dropped a bucket in there before creeping round to see my mate to see if anything had been occurring.
After a brief chat I headed back to “Lazy Mans” to get myself sorted for the next 24 hours, I have done a fair bit of time in this swim so know it pretty well but still chucked a bare lead out to the spots just to make sure they were clean which they were.
With all three rods now clipped up to the respective spots it was just a case of getting the rigs back out there accurately which was done with little fuss. Hook baits were 14 x 18mm MGM barrels with half a kilo of 18mm MGM scattered over the top of each spot.
I was more than happy with the spots so got the Oval up and sat on the Bedchair with the first brew of the day, the day seemed to fly past with not a lot to note other than a few subtle shows over my left hand rod.
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| Saying a prayer to the Carp Gods.... |
I sat next to the rods as the sun was dropping below the tree line with a brew in hand, hoping to catch a glimpse of one of the monsters before the light faded, unfortunately the monsters must have been out trick or treating for Halloween as I saw nothing definite so I decided to get some dinner on the go as my stomach was starting to make some strange noises!
After a healthy dinner I lay on the bedchair just catching up on some reading before calling it a night a little after 9pm although I was expecting to be awoken by one of the other members pulling a Halloween prank!
Fortunately or unfortunately I was not awoken by a prank and neither was I awoken by the Neville singing its’ merry tune, it was a little after 6am when I stirred,the line was hanging limp and the indicators were on the floor exactly where I left them. I fired up the coleman for a much needed brew before sitting with my eyes fixed to the magical abyss in front of me.
Nothing happened for a few hours but at about 9am I noticed a bit of fizzing coming up over the left hand rod so I stood up and wandered down to the rods for a better look, I could clearly see that the spot had coloured right up, the fizzes were now almost a vortex! I stood there eyes fixed to the spot for a good 20 minutes before deciding a strong coffee was in order which was the first of many as over the next 2 hours I must have had a dozen brews whilst the carp played with my nerves, they were showing well over the spot now but my Neville stayed quiet.
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| I really didnt want to get this rod in.... |
I was fast running out of time and in the end accepted defeat and started a slow pack up, leaving the left hand rod out until the last minute praying for a slice of luck, but it never came.
Before leaving the Pit I put out 4kg of MGM over the spot where all the activity was, now I am back local again I’m going to give the pit a lot of attention until the end of the year in the hope that “that” Linear decides to make a mistake....
Until next time,
Smithy
