Back at it again:
After the success of the common a couple of weeks previous I had returned the following weekend to a busy lake and drew a blank. Keen to try and get the next bite I fished a short afternoon session with the hope of seeing something positive to go on for the following day which I had available as well. I was duly rewarded when I noticed a fish very subtly show tight to an island. I continued to watch and again it quietly rolled. I was surprised how tight it was, literally only a couple of feet deep on the shelf. With this in mind and the mild southerly due to roll in that evening I primed the area up with a couple of pouch fulls. An angler had just moved out of the swim and another dropped in later on that evening for a quick overnighter. I returned the following morning and followed the angler into that swim after he packed up. Whilst he was putting the last of his gear away a fish showed twice in the area. I flicked the right hand rod out there and scattered a small handful with the catapult. I did the middle rod and then flicked the last rod down the marginal shelf to my left, slackened off and sank the line and scattered a couple of pouches around it. It was getting breezy now and I battled with the brolly in the 20mph headwind.
No sooner had I sat down and the right hand alarm let out a couple of bleeps. I looked and the tip was slowly pulling down and the line was tightening so I jumped out and lifted the rod into a very unhappy fish which proceeded to try and do me every way it could. After an epic battle of about 15 mins she was in the net and it was a cracking common weighing in at 37 +.
I re did the rod and sat under the brolly again as the wind continued to increase and rain began to fall. As I sat sipping a brew I was looking at the left hand rod wondering if it was exactly where I wanted it when all of a sudden the alarm sounded and the tip pulled round. The line popped out the clip and the spool began to churn steadily. I couldn’t quite believe it as I lifted into another lump. After a steady plod around we had her in the net and she went 44lb on the nose. I was absolutely buzzing at this point and it was more than I could have ever hoped for. It’s so nice when it all comes right and it’s sessions like that that keep you motivated through the cold dark days of winter….