It was hot yesterday, damn hot, but nice after all the unseasonably abysmal weather. So after a busy morning I went fish spotting/fishing at one of the club lakes in the pursuit of the 20lb carp. I’d had a couple of doubles at the weekend from another pond but nothing special.
After walking down Cardiac Hill and stumbling through the local cow induced mudbath I arrived at the flat calm 4 acre lake. This lake, because of its hard to get to location is very lightly fished, however, instead of making the fishing easy, it’s allegedly one of the hardest lakes on the clubs books. Fish spotting was easy as the carp were cruising around following the same route all day. However, they never looked at a floating bait or stopped when passing any of my baited areas … well not until later in the day.
I counted about 30 fish, including some large commons, but mainly mirrors. Most seeming to be upper doubles with the possibility of 4 or 5 going into the twenties, big fish for a non commercial venue in this area . Interestingly there also seemed to be a shoal of 20 or 30 other fish cruising around, possibly roach or rudd definitely not bream or carp, all looking subspecialty like 2lb+ fish and warranting further investigation.
I’d put small patches of bait in a few areas, more in hope than anything else, but had also thrown some old maggots and pellets into a margin swim. After a few hours, I looked up from my book, and noticed the water had clouded a bit in margin so I added a bit more bait and pulled in one of the rods. Half an hour later a pair of mirrors swam past, one of which was well into the twenties. Both turned on my bait and disappeared from view. Seconds later a screaming run was met with heavy resistance as both carp bolted from the area trashing my other two lines. The fish I was attached to dived straight into some nearby submerged trees and was turned just in time as I felt the line grating on the branches. After that the fish stayed nicely out in the middle of the lake allowing me to play the fish out and net it. My first 20lb carp get in …. except it wasn’t, it was the smaller of the two and shrunk further on the way to the net. Weighed I was surprised it went 18lb 10oz a new PB but it was very thick and also carrying either a fair bit of spawn or had a penchant for the local pie shop.
I’d broken my ribs in a “freak bedroom incident” a week or so before and was completely knackered so, after a further hour of inactivity, I packed up, finished my Mr Kippling limited edition French Fancies – they’re exceeding good – and suffered the long walk uphill back to the car. A lesson learnt and plans of a night session starting to form in my mind.









