The above picture is from one of those rare occasions, when you will see Bram with a net of fish.
He caught this mixed bag whilst pleasure fishing on Alders Lake at the Oaks, Sessay.
Monday, October 30, 2006
Thursday, October 26, 2006
I took my middle son, Joshua, fishing on the River Ouse at Naburn Lock, just outside York and he caught this mixed bag of perch, roach, bleak, hybrids and tommy ruffes. This is his first ever river session.
His biggest silver fish was the hybrid that he has in his hand. He caught this on double red maggot on the bomb. The river at Naburn is tidal and always produces at this time of year. The river was up and carrying an extra couple of foot of water, therefore had about 7ft in the river. By the time that we left, the river was still carrying about 4ft, this included still carrying the tide.
Most of the silver fish were caught using my old trusty Tricast Aristocrat float rod fishing with a waggler shotted with a bulk of shot and No.10 dropper shot.
This perch was the biggest fish of the day caught using a bit of redworm on the hook on the leger rig.
We also had a pike rod set up, but didn't get any runs or anything.
Overall it was an enjoyable day for both of us.
Wednesday, October 25, 2006
Lindholme/Duane Memorial Match – 21st October 2006
I signed up to this match from the Total Fishing website. I had originally intended going with Purverted, but seeing as he has forgotten how to use his fishing gear, he declined. I rang all of my contacts, and quickly ran out of ideas who could be a travelling companion. Panic considered going, but was busy installing a kitchen at his lad’s house. Oh well, have to go under my own steam then.
At the beginning of the week, I went in search of quid action although I hadn’t even got there yet. Let me explain. I posted a thread on Total Fishing.com inviting all comers to have a quid with me for the first 10 posters, this was in addition to the obligatory quid’s that had to take place with Poolfodder May, O’Dreary Driscoll and Nightie Richards. It was open to anyone and everyone off the TF site and I had interest from the following:
Young Adam (Son of Nightie), Juzzy, RH1NO, Corndawg, Real Ideas (Clever Claw), Stevie Broadbean, RobB and Scoop, the junior reporter. This could turn out to be an expensive day. Just a thought, doesn’t RobB remind you of ‘Dave Hedgehog’ and Juzzy remind you of ‘Spud gun’ from Bottom.
After a quick call to Beanhead, I was ready. All I needed was a tin of corn and pellets in all sizes and guises. I had 4mm expanders, 6mm expanders. 4mm Skinz, 8mm Skinz. Skinz for feed. 4mm for feed, 6mm for feed and 8mm for feed. I decided to take some micro’s just in case. I hope that I catch on pellets.
In view of there being in excess of 200 booked in the match, there was a rolling draw, which I thought was a fantastic idea. I arrived at Lindholme just after 8:00 and promptly paid on and drew my peg. I put my hand in the bag and Beeches 27 stuck to my hand. I had previously fished Lindholme twice, both in connection with the Fisho held there earlier this year. On a practice match I drew Loco 34, and on the Fisho, I drew Willows 32. I didn’t even know which side of the lake my peg was on or even how to get to the lake.
I was quickly informed that Rob Hitchens had won the match off my peg the previous week, with 47lb. I quickly went in search of the aforementioned. He told me that I needed to be geared up. I asked him where he fished, and being the gent that he is, he told me to go to my peg and he would show me. Neil told me that I can drive to my peg and park at the back. After writing down directions, I set off. The only problem with driving to my peg, was that some one had blocked all access to the pegs, so everyone that was trying to get down to the other end of the lake could not. I just abandoned the van (sorry guys if you were trying to get out after the match).
Rob soon arrived at my peg and told me exactly which stick up he had caught to and how much and how often he had fed. Good lad. He asked what bait I had. I retold him of the conversation with Beanhead and he quickly asked me if I had any micros. Good job I threw them in the bag.
Following my chat with Rob, I only got one pole out of my rod bag. My trusty Garbolino Power Maxim. Throughout my angling career (?), I have swapped and changed poles as and when. The Power Maxim is the only pole that I have kept for any length of time.
The pole was elasticated with a 12 Vespe (I promptly threw this up the bank), and I had another 2 kits with 22 solid and 20 pink hollow set tight. I suppose that you can gather that the peg that I had drawn was a yank and bank peg. I had reeds going out to 8m both left and right. I was at the right hand side of a peninsula, with a guy on peg 28 (about 5m away) then the person to my right was about 30m away. There was a clump of something or other in the water at about 3m out, which as you will find out, doesn’t move.
I only set up 2 rigs as follows:
A .3g Maver carp type float. This was attached to .16 Maver Genesis straight through to a size 16 Colmic WN501 hook. I attached this rig to the Pink Hollow elastic. I pulled at the bottom of the rig to see how much elastic would pull out and nearly cut my finger in two. Upon plumbing up to my left, I found that I had about 4ft next to the reeds. This was on a slope; well more of a small slant as at the base of the slope, the difference was only about 4”. I plumbed up to my right to the spot that Rob had told me about and the peg shallowed up some 5” or so. I set this rig to fish to the left of my peg.
My 2nd rig was a .2g Drennan Carp 2 float. This was attached to .15 Preston Powerline straight through to a size 14 Colmic WN501 hook. This was attached to the solid elastic. I plumbed up to my right and set the rig to fish next to the reeds as told.
I put a Fox Tosspot on both top kits, got my micro’s out and put my expanders out. I was ready.
John Allerton had walked round to see ‘Gorgeous’ George Grundy and was soon at the back at my peg. Ally had drawn on Strip pond and was planning a maggot attack. I walked down to the car park with Ally for the one minute silence being held at 10:00 in memory of Duane. As I walked back to the car park, I walked past Boilie Bitch (Kirsty from Fishing Republic to the uninitiated) who was on my lake, on peg 36. What a peg. It screamed carp. There were reeds galore, it was a corner peg and there was a 3m x 3m square of reeds in the middle of nowhere at about 5m out.
Upon arriving at the car park, I became aware that this had turned into a star studded event as dual Fisho and Whiteacres Festival (and Chappy batterer) winner, Neil Machin was in attendance, as were a whole host of names. Sorry guys, too many to name drop.
The match kicked off at 11:30. I was ready. At the all in, I cupped in some micro pellets to both left and right of my peg to the reeds. I baited up with a conker, dropped in to my left and waited. After a couple of minutes, my float bobbed, then shot under. I struck, the elastic came out all of 2ft. But alas, it was 2ft too much. The carp was in the reeds. After a brief tug o war, the fish managed to shed the hook.
I re-baited, dropped in again, the float buried almost immediately. I struck harder and faster than Zorro. The carp came out. It was about 2lb and took about 10 seconds to get out. One in the bag.
I swapped rigs, and put another conker on, and went to my right. The float hadn’t even settled and 2ft of elastic shot out, I was ready, I pulled and pulled to try to keep the fish out of the reeds, but no good, my hook had straightened. Pigging Eck, I was fed up all ready, you could get bites, but it was going to be fun getting them out.
I promptly removed the rubber hook and put on a hook that had been forged by Bilbo Baggins himself in the depths of Mordor. It was a Bilbo Baggins special – a Forged Eyed size 14 hook. Eyed hooks tend to be heavier in the wire, and it was forged so much, that you could see that the hook was square. When the going gets tough and all that.
I swapped rigs again, and went to my left again. I followed this pattern for the next hour or so and after an hour, I would estimate that I had about 10lb or so in the net, made up of 3 or 4 tench and half a dozen carp.
The carp had seemed to be disappearing. Every time the sun came out to play, the carp went further into the reeds and wouldn’t come out. I adopted the ‘shaker’ approach. This would only tempt out the odd carp, but as the match progressed, the carp were becoming few and far between.
After about 2 hours, I managed to hit into my biggest carp of the day of about 4lb. I played it skilfully away from the forest of reeds, including snapping some of them as I dragged it out of the reeds. I got it into the 5ft x 5ft square of open water and was winning. As I shipped back in my comfort zone, the fish shot forward into the previously mentioned mass of whatever. A big cloud of mud, weeds and all sorts clouded the water and the carp stayed put. I couldn’t pull it out, the fish had shed the hook and was gone. Ho Hum. The score was 8 (carp) to me and 4 to the carp. At least I was winning. From my vantage point, I could only see the lad immediately opposite and the lad to his left and they weren’t fairing too well at all, so I felt that I wasn’t doing to badly.
The next couple of hours were a little slow, the sun had got its hat on and the fish were having a siesta. After 4 hours, I would estimate that the score was 11 – 6, excluding the tench.
As the sun started to drop in the sky, the carp started to have a peck again and over the next hour, I managed to get another 5 carp and 5 tench, things were looking up, except for the fact that I had now run out of time. That was it, match over.
Whilst waiting for the scales to arrive, I had packed up and was talking to the lad who was further round to my right on about peg 26 or 25. He had ended up with 14 carp. I walked round to Boiler, (oops sorry Kirst), Boilie Bitch who was confessing to 28 carp and having also lost a few. Whilst in mid conversation, the lad who was to my right told me that he had weighed in (21lb) and that they had already weighed me in. I sprinted to my peg to find that I had put 28lb 6oz on the scales. The 2 lads to my left had DNW’d. Gorgeous put 29lb on the scales. Where was my section starting and finishing?
The whole venue had switched off. I walked round to Kirst to see that she had weighed in 48lb and was looking good for a top 5 placing.
Back at the café the results were read out, 58lb had won the match, with a couple of other 50’s. Kirsty had managed 48lb for 4th overall and the top total-fishing.com finisher. There was a 41lb, then a couple or so 30lb weights, so my 28lb would probably be good enough for a top 12 finish, out of 207. In view of the match paying top 3 only (the money was generously donated by Neil from Lindholme), Kirsty managed to snare the section, I’m just glad that it wasn’t Gorgeous that won the section as I was closer to Gorgeous’ weight than I was to Kirsty’s.
Well, there was the raffle to look forward to. OOOOOOpppppp’s nearly forgot. The quid’s. Well this is where it all went right for a change. I was shouting round the lake to ‘Scoop’ to see what he had weighed and quickly went in search of a gold one. I also managed to get a gold one from Clever Claw, Dave Hedgehog, Nightie, Son of Nightie, O’Dreary (who wouldn’t give me a quid until he’d weighed, thinking that it was close), Broadbean, RH1NO, Corndawg, Poolfodder (and no guestimation of weights involved). I was denied a clean sweep though, as Juzzy had fished the best that he has ever, ever fished and managed to snare 34lb from Bonsai. No more quid’s with him, it’s too hard.
By the way, I shouted round to Nightie so see what he had weighed and he shouted back something. I know that I have hearing problems, but I think that he said 3lb. I asked him again, and he did reply that HE HAD ONLY CAUGHT 3LB. Oh well, there is always next time.
Back to the raffle, there was a whole plethora of tackle items, bait, rod’s, t-shirts, etc, etc all donated by the good and the kindly for presents for the needy and infirm. I purchased £20 of tickets, well it is all for a good cause. My tickets managed to blag me a bottle of whisky and 3 tins of BCUK hemp. I finally left Lindholme at about 7:15. I felt that my luck was in and I went in search of a shop to buy my lottery with my lucky £1 coins. I couldn’t find the nearest shop in time, sod’s law.
I would just like to say a massive thank you to all concerned in the organisation, Corndawg, Juzzy, Neil G to name but a few. A fantastic day out, topped off by a fantastic attendance, fantastic raffle and a good bit of banter to boot.
WELL DONE EVERYONE.
See you all next year, if not before.
Tight lines.
I signed up to this match from the Total Fishing website. I had originally intended going with Purverted, but seeing as he has forgotten how to use his fishing gear, he declined. I rang all of my contacts, and quickly ran out of ideas who could be a travelling companion. Panic considered going, but was busy installing a kitchen at his lad’s house. Oh well, have to go under my own steam then.
At the beginning of the week, I went in search of quid action although I hadn’t even got there yet. Let me explain. I posted a thread on Total Fishing.com inviting all comers to have a quid with me for the first 10 posters, this was in addition to the obligatory quid’s that had to take place with Poolfodder May, O’Dreary Driscoll and Nightie Richards. It was open to anyone and everyone off the TF site and I had interest from the following:
Young Adam (Son of Nightie), Juzzy, RH1NO, Corndawg, Real Ideas (Clever Claw), Stevie Broadbean, RobB and Scoop, the junior reporter. This could turn out to be an expensive day. Just a thought, doesn’t RobB remind you of ‘Dave Hedgehog’ and Juzzy remind you of ‘Spud gun’ from Bottom.
After a quick call to Beanhead, I was ready. All I needed was a tin of corn and pellets in all sizes and guises. I had 4mm expanders, 6mm expanders. 4mm Skinz, 8mm Skinz. Skinz for feed. 4mm for feed, 6mm for feed and 8mm for feed. I decided to take some micro’s just in case. I hope that I catch on pellets.
In view of there being in excess of 200 booked in the match, there was a rolling draw, which I thought was a fantastic idea. I arrived at Lindholme just after 8:00 and promptly paid on and drew my peg. I put my hand in the bag and Beeches 27 stuck to my hand. I had previously fished Lindholme twice, both in connection with the Fisho held there earlier this year. On a practice match I drew Loco 34, and on the Fisho, I drew Willows 32. I didn’t even know which side of the lake my peg was on or even how to get to the lake.
I was quickly informed that Rob Hitchens had won the match off my peg the previous week, with 47lb. I quickly went in search of the aforementioned. He told me that I needed to be geared up. I asked him where he fished, and being the gent that he is, he told me to go to my peg and he would show me. Neil told me that I can drive to my peg and park at the back. After writing down directions, I set off. The only problem with driving to my peg, was that some one had blocked all access to the pegs, so everyone that was trying to get down to the other end of the lake could not. I just abandoned the van (sorry guys if you were trying to get out after the match).
Rob soon arrived at my peg and told me exactly which stick up he had caught to and how much and how often he had fed. Good lad. He asked what bait I had. I retold him of the conversation with Beanhead and he quickly asked me if I had any micros. Good job I threw them in the bag.
Following my chat with Rob, I only got one pole out of my rod bag. My trusty Garbolino Power Maxim. Throughout my angling career (?), I have swapped and changed poles as and when. The Power Maxim is the only pole that I have kept for any length of time.
The pole was elasticated with a 12 Vespe (I promptly threw this up the bank), and I had another 2 kits with 22 solid and 20 pink hollow set tight. I suppose that you can gather that the peg that I had drawn was a yank and bank peg. I had reeds going out to 8m both left and right. I was at the right hand side of a peninsula, with a guy on peg 28 (about 5m away) then the person to my right was about 30m away. There was a clump of something or other in the water at about 3m out, which as you will find out, doesn’t move.
I only set up 2 rigs as follows:
A .3g Maver carp type float. This was attached to .16 Maver Genesis straight through to a size 16 Colmic WN501 hook. I attached this rig to the Pink Hollow elastic. I pulled at the bottom of the rig to see how much elastic would pull out and nearly cut my finger in two. Upon plumbing up to my left, I found that I had about 4ft next to the reeds. This was on a slope; well more of a small slant as at the base of the slope, the difference was only about 4”. I plumbed up to my right to the spot that Rob had told me about and the peg shallowed up some 5” or so. I set this rig to fish to the left of my peg.
My 2nd rig was a .2g Drennan Carp 2 float. This was attached to .15 Preston Powerline straight through to a size 14 Colmic WN501 hook. This was attached to the solid elastic. I plumbed up to my right and set the rig to fish next to the reeds as told.
I put a Fox Tosspot on both top kits, got my micro’s out and put my expanders out. I was ready.
John Allerton had walked round to see ‘Gorgeous’ George Grundy and was soon at the back at my peg. Ally had drawn on Strip pond and was planning a maggot attack. I walked down to the car park with Ally for the one minute silence being held at 10:00 in memory of Duane. As I walked back to the car park, I walked past Boilie Bitch (Kirsty from Fishing Republic to the uninitiated) who was on my lake, on peg 36. What a peg. It screamed carp. There were reeds galore, it was a corner peg and there was a 3m x 3m square of reeds in the middle of nowhere at about 5m out.
Upon arriving at the car park, I became aware that this had turned into a star studded event as dual Fisho and Whiteacres Festival (and Chappy batterer) winner, Neil Machin was in attendance, as were a whole host of names. Sorry guys, too many to name drop.
The match kicked off at 11:30. I was ready. At the all in, I cupped in some micro pellets to both left and right of my peg to the reeds. I baited up with a conker, dropped in to my left and waited. After a couple of minutes, my float bobbed, then shot under. I struck, the elastic came out all of 2ft. But alas, it was 2ft too much. The carp was in the reeds. After a brief tug o war, the fish managed to shed the hook.
I re-baited, dropped in again, the float buried almost immediately. I struck harder and faster than Zorro. The carp came out. It was about 2lb and took about 10 seconds to get out. One in the bag.
I swapped rigs, and put another conker on, and went to my right. The float hadn’t even settled and 2ft of elastic shot out, I was ready, I pulled and pulled to try to keep the fish out of the reeds, but no good, my hook had straightened. Pigging Eck, I was fed up all ready, you could get bites, but it was going to be fun getting them out.
I promptly removed the rubber hook and put on a hook that had been forged by Bilbo Baggins himself in the depths of Mordor. It was a Bilbo Baggins special – a Forged Eyed size 14 hook. Eyed hooks tend to be heavier in the wire, and it was forged so much, that you could see that the hook was square. When the going gets tough and all that.
I swapped rigs again, and went to my left again. I followed this pattern for the next hour or so and after an hour, I would estimate that I had about 10lb or so in the net, made up of 3 or 4 tench and half a dozen carp.
The carp had seemed to be disappearing. Every time the sun came out to play, the carp went further into the reeds and wouldn’t come out. I adopted the ‘shaker’ approach. This would only tempt out the odd carp, but as the match progressed, the carp were becoming few and far between.
After about 2 hours, I managed to hit into my biggest carp of the day of about 4lb. I played it skilfully away from the forest of reeds, including snapping some of them as I dragged it out of the reeds. I got it into the 5ft x 5ft square of open water and was winning. As I shipped back in my comfort zone, the fish shot forward into the previously mentioned mass of whatever. A big cloud of mud, weeds and all sorts clouded the water and the carp stayed put. I couldn’t pull it out, the fish had shed the hook and was gone. Ho Hum. The score was 8 (carp) to me and 4 to the carp. At least I was winning. From my vantage point, I could only see the lad immediately opposite and the lad to his left and they weren’t fairing too well at all, so I felt that I wasn’t doing to badly.
The next couple of hours were a little slow, the sun had got its hat on and the fish were having a siesta. After 4 hours, I would estimate that the score was 11 – 6, excluding the tench.
As the sun started to drop in the sky, the carp started to have a peck again and over the next hour, I managed to get another 5 carp and 5 tench, things were looking up, except for the fact that I had now run out of time. That was it, match over.
Whilst waiting for the scales to arrive, I had packed up and was talking to the lad who was further round to my right on about peg 26 or 25. He had ended up with 14 carp. I walked round to Boiler, (oops sorry Kirst), Boilie Bitch who was confessing to 28 carp and having also lost a few. Whilst in mid conversation, the lad who was to my right told me that he had weighed in (21lb) and that they had already weighed me in. I sprinted to my peg to find that I had put 28lb 6oz on the scales. The 2 lads to my left had DNW’d. Gorgeous put 29lb on the scales. Where was my section starting and finishing?
The whole venue had switched off. I walked round to Kirst to see that she had weighed in 48lb and was looking good for a top 5 placing.
Back at the café the results were read out, 58lb had won the match, with a couple of other 50’s. Kirsty had managed 48lb for 4th overall and the top total-fishing.com finisher. There was a 41lb, then a couple or so 30lb weights, so my 28lb would probably be good enough for a top 12 finish, out of 207. In view of the match paying top 3 only (the money was generously donated by Neil from Lindholme), Kirsty managed to snare the section, I’m just glad that it wasn’t Gorgeous that won the section as I was closer to Gorgeous’ weight than I was to Kirsty’s.
Well, there was the raffle to look forward to. OOOOOOpppppp’s nearly forgot. The quid’s. Well this is where it all went right for a change. I was shouting round the lake to ‘Scoop’ to see what he had weighed and quickly went in search of a gold one. I also managed to get a gold one from Clever Claw, Dave Hedgehog, Nightie, Son of Nightie, O’Dreary (who wouldn’t give me a quid until he’d weighed, thinking that it was close), Broadbean, RH1NO, Corndawg, Poolfodder (and no guestimation of weights involved). I was denied a clean sweep though, as Juzzy had fished the best that he has ever, ever fished and managed to snare 34lb from Bonsai. No more quid’s with him, it’s too hard.
By the way, I shouted round to Nightie so see what he had weighed and he shouted back something. I know that I have hearing problems, but I think that he said 3lb. I asked him again, and he did reply that HE HAD ONLY CAUGHT 3LB. Oh well, there is always next time.
Back to the raffle, there was a whole plethora of tackle items, bait, rod’s, t-shirts, etc, etc all donated by the good and the kindly for presents for the needy and infirm. I purchased £20 of tickets, well it is all for a good cause. My tickets managed to blag me a bottle of whisky and 3 tins of BCUK hemp. I finally left Lindholme at about 7:15. I felt that my luck was in and I went in search of a shop to buy my lottery with my lucky £1 coins. I couldn’t find the nearest shop in time, sod’s law.
I would just like to say a massive thank you to all concerned in the organisation, Corndawg, Juzzy, Neil G to name but a few. A fantastic day out, topped off by a fantastic attendance, fantastic raffle and a good bit of banter to boot.
WELL DONE EVERYONE.
See you all next year, if not before.
Tight lines.
Tuesday, October 17, 2006
Sunday 15th October 2006 – The Oaks, Sessay
Panic is still re-building the interior of his lad’s house, so still isn’t going to The Oaks yet. The qualifiers for the Xmas Cheer have started with the first qualifier being last week.
I managed to sweet talk Anthony ‘Jasper’ Scarlett into attending and I had planned to pick him up or vice versa, but he managed to talk Garry Parr into making the trek, so I was left to travel under my own devices.
I arrived in plenty of time and by the time of the draw there were 44 of us in attendance.
Following Harry Potters’ result last week, winning off the jackpot peg, there were 2 jackpot pegs this week. Peg 37, which was safe no matter who drew it (Gandhi) and peg 4 (Graham Twohey).
The Pacifier, Macca, Nightie and Orc were in attendance so the obligatory quid’s were struck. I paid Nightie his quid from the previous match and we were all square.
I put my hand in the bag and managed to snare peg 40. I didn’t want to be there at all. On the peg 38 I had Martin ‘Lecky’ Leck of Daiwa Goldthorpe fame and to my right I had Ray ‘Ron Jeremy’ Singh (again) on peg 41. Ron was told last year by his sponsors, that he had to practice his winter fishing. I think he has been doing that all year. My quid’s were going to peg 49 (Orc), 59 (Macca), 73 (Nightie) and 62 (Pacifier).
Whilst I was setting up my vast array of rigs, Lecky cajoled me into a quid so I thought that I would have a quid with Ron to my right in the hope that I could beat one of them to pay the other. If you go back over my results, I haven’t as yet, beaten Ron off the next peg, so it looked like my quid off Lecky was going to go to Ron.
My plan of attack for today was going to be micro pellet and maggot with a bit of corn as a change bait.
I set up 3 rigs as follows:
Deep rig was a .75g Drennan Roach tied direct to .12 Fox Match Micro Plus line with a size 18 Kamasan B911 hook at the business end. I attached this rig to grey hydro. I plumbed up at 3m and found the same depth at 9m straight in front of me.
Shelf rig was a 4x12 Daiwa TD7. This was attached to .11 Preston Powerline direct to a Kamasan B911 hook. White Hydro completed this set up. I plumbed up across and found about 2ft of depth.
My 3rd and final rig was a ‘mudline’ rig, which I set at 12” deep and plumbed up right across to the island. I used a .1g Garbolino DC6 on .12 Micro Plus tied direct to a size 17 Kamasan B711. White Hydro completed this set up.
For bait I had 2pts white maggots, 1 small tin of corn and 1pt micro pellets.
At the start of the match, I cupped a little bait in on top of the shelf consisting of about 10 maggots and a pinch of micro pellets. I put a big tosspot of the same in down the middle and proceeded to throw a few bits and pieces in on the 3m line.
I baited up with double maggot, went across with the shelf rig and dropped in and waited. My float ‘dinked’ then buried. Gudgeon number 1 was soon in the net. Ron’s float dinked and shot under. F1 number was in his net. I went back over and caught another gudgeon – little baskets. I had one last go before resting the line and this time I managed to snare a carp of about 1lb.
I got my catapult out and started to flick half a dozen maggots over my float and over to the mudline. After about 10 minutes of fishing with the shelf rig, I had about 3 little carp and 3 or 4 gudgeon. I saw a fish moving on the mudline. I baited up with double white maggot and went over with the mudline rig. The float settled, then bobbed, then 4ft of white hydro shot out from the pole tip. This wasn’t a gudgeon. After a tense battle and a struggle to get the fish off the bottom a carp of about 4lb was in the net.
I re-baited and went back over. Nothing. I came back and swapped over to my shelf rig again, baited up with a single maggot and went back over to the shelf. The float didn’t even settle when battle ensued. After about 5 minutes and the white hydro bottoming out a couple of times a barbel of about 4lb was wriggling in the bottom of the landing net.
I went back over with the shelf rig and managed to snare a couple more gudgeon.
I decided to have a look on the 3m line as I had been prepping the peg for the last hour or so. First drop in, resulted in a carp of about 2lb. I stayed on this line for the next half hour, by which time I had managed to snare another 5 carp for about 4lb in weight. I then saw a boil across on the mudline. It was time to have another look. I swapped to the mudline rig, baited up with single maggot, went over and caught the offending culprit within a couple of minutes. The culprit being a carp of about 3lb.
I was still playing catch-up with Lecky although by now I was in front of Ron. I would estimate that Lecky had about 5lb more than me.
Over the next couple of hours, I was rotating my swims trying to get fish off all of them. You would catch a couple of carp of each line, then it would go quiet. Using the deep rig, I plumbed up in 3 spots at the base of the slope, 1 in the middle and one about 5m to either side of my peg on the same line. The depth was the same on all lines. I put in corn and micro pellets in on the right hand side swim. Maggot’s straight in front, and pellets and maggots to my left hand swim. I tried the corn swim first. After a few minutes, the float buried and I managed to snare a carp of about 1.5lb. I moved to my middle swim and managed to catch 2 carp for about 2lb. I then moved to my left swim and for the remaining 1 hr 30 minutes of the match didn’t look back.
The only change that I made was to swap my rig over to a 4 x 16 Series Top float shotted with a bulk of Preston Stotz and a couple of droppers. What a difference that made. Just as the float was settling, the float buried almost immediately. In view of enjoying myself, both Lecky and Ron were on the end of some earache pain. But to be fair, they were both giving as good as they got.
At one point, whilst observing Ron’s float, I could see the float going sideways, I shouted ‘Ron, you have a fish on’ after the 3 time of shouting, Ron struck and snared a gudgeon.
Over the last hour of the match I was catching a mixture of carp and barbel, with the odd gudgeon thrown in for good measure.
By the all out, it was going to be close between the 3 of us, although I felt that I had done enough to beat Ron, I wasn’t sure about Lecky though.
The scales arrived and Young Adam was winning the match off peg 20 with 88-08, Twohey was second with 79lb-12 and Alwin had 79lb-05. Gandhi put 36lb on the scales from one of the jackpot pegs. Lecky weighed in 41lb dead. It was going to be close. I put 42lb 5oz on the scales, well I was a quid up already. Ron plonked 38lb 14oz on the scales. Another quid!!! Boy did those to get some pain off me.
After I weighed in, both Lecky and Ron Jeremy couldn’t believe getting beat off the next peg by a numpty. All they could say was ‘I got beat off the next peg by a numpty’. He he.
Talking of Numpties
On The Oaks Banter discussion forum http://oaksbanter.proboards19.com/index.cgi we have a section for Numpty of the week, and this week the nominated person has not been nominated once, but 6 times all for different things. All of the following nominations are following a string of events and mishaps that took place whilst the ‘nominated’ was at the White Acres Festival. See how many clues it takes before you know who it is?
Nominations as for the following:
Getting battered (is not the word) off the next peg by none other than Darren Cox. ‘Nominated’ managed to snare 46lb odd, whilst Mr Cox managed to snare 187lb (that is over 300% more than nominated).
Getting battered (Oh No, not again) off the next peg by a certain festival winner who goes by the name of Mr Machin. ‘Nominated’ managed to catch 40lb (ish) again, although I may be wrong (with regards to ‘Nominated’s weight, but not the battering), whilst Mr Machin won the match with over 140lb.
Realising that he was taller than he thought by walking into a sign that said ‘Mind Your Head’ and nearly knocking himself unconscious. When he arrived at his peg, he had to have a 10 minute sit down to recover.
Getting battered (Do you see a familiar story here), by King Numpty – Micky ‘Deirdre’ Barlow off the next peg. Well Deirdre had 2oz more than ‘Nominated’, but hey a win is a win. Deirdre also won the section.
Breaking his beloved Carbon Active feeder rod – By standing on it.
Whilst attempting to fish the pellet waggler and show off his angling skills, ‘Nominated’ had a few casts to judge how far he could cast to get up the side of a tree. When he had his first real cast with a baited hook, he caught a carp of about 5lb. Nothing wrong there I might add. On his second cast, ‘Nominated’ took his eye off the ball and ended up in said tree.
Do you know who it is yet?
None other than The Oaks’ Hattie Jacques in drag himself. MR JOHN CHAPMAN. After speaking with Chappy, he told me it was great fun. Yeah, sounds like it!!! And he was trying to persuade me to go down next year. I don’t think that I will bother, as I don’t want to relinquish Numpty Numero Uno of his crown!!
By the time the scales had arrived back, I had beaten Orc (26lb 5oz), Nightie (35lb 3oz) and The Pacifier (24lb 13oz). The only quid(s) that I lost were to Macca who managed to snare 46lb 5oz from peg 59. It must have been solid!!! My weight was the best weight from peg 30 right round to peg 51. I had been Charisma Pawlett, Tala and Gandhi to name but a few.
Final Result
Adam Richards (Garbolino Elton) 88-08. Peg 20
Graham Twohey (Morley Match Anglers) 79-12. Peg 4
Alwin Ingham (Bob-Co/Oaks) 79-05. Peg 14
Ray Wallace (Big Waters) 62-13. Peg 7
Craig Lealand (Daiwa Goldthorpe) 62-01. Peg 1
Lee Harrison (Van Den Eynde) 58-09. Peg 29
Panic is still re-building the interior of his lad’s house, so still isn’t going to The Oaks yet. The qualifiers for the Xmas Cheer have started with the first qualifier being last week.
I managed to sweet talk Anthony ‘Jasper’ Scarlett into attending and I had planned to pick him up or vice versa, but he managed to talk Garry Parr into making the trek, so I was left to travel under my own devices.
I arrived in plenty of time and by the time of the draw there were 44 of us in attendance.
Following Harry Potters’ result last week, winning off the jackpot peg, there were 2 jackpot pegs this week. Peg 37, which was safe no matter who drew it (Gandhi) and peg 4 (Graham Twohey).
The Pacifier, Macca, Nightie and Orc were in attendance so the obligatory quid’s were struck. I paid Nightie his quid from the previous match and we were all square.
I put my hand in the bag and managed to snare peg 40. I didn’t want to be there at all. On the peg 38 I had Martin ‘Lecky’ Leck of Daiwa Goldthorpe fame and to my right I had Ray ‘Ron Jeremy’ Singh (again) on peg 41. Ron was told last year by his sponsors, that he had to practice his winter fishing. I think he has been doing that all year. My quid’s were going to peg 49 (Orc), 59 (Macca), 73 (Nightie) and 62 (Pacifier).
Whilst I was setting up my vast array of rigs, Lecky cajoled me into a quid so I thought that I would have a quid with Ron to my right in the hope that I could beat one of them to pay the other. If you go back over my results, I haven’t as yet, beaten Ron off the next peg, so it looked like my quid off Lecky was going to go to Ron.
My plan of attack for today was going to be micro pellet and maggot with a bit of corn as a change bait.
I set up 3 rigs as follows:
Deep rig was a .75g Drennan Roach tied direct to .12 Fox Match Micro Plus line with a size 18 Kamasan B911 hook at the business end. I attached this rig to grey hydro. I plumbed up at 3m and found the same depth at 9m straight in front of me.
Shelf rig was a 4x12 Daiwa TD7. This was attached to .11 Preston Powerline direct to a Kamasan B911 hook. White Hydro completed this set up. I plumbed up across and found about 2ft of depth.
My 3rd and final rig was a ‘mudline’ rig, which I set at 12” deep and plumbed up right across to the island. I used a .1g Garbolino DC6 on .12 Micro Plus tied direct to a size 17 Kamasan B711. White Hydro completed this set up.
For bait I had 2pts white maggots, 1 small tin of corn and 1pt micro pellets.
At the start of the match, I cupped a little bait in on top of the shelf consisting of about 10 maggots and a pinch of micro pellets. I put a big tosspot of the same in down the middle and proceeded to throw a few bits and pieces in on the 3m line.
I baited up with double maggot, went across with the shelf rig and dropped in and waited. My float ‘dinked’ then buried. Gudgeon number 1 was soon in the net. Ron’s float dinked and shot under. F1 number was in his net. I went back over and caught another gudgeon – little baskets. I had one last go before resting the line and this time I managed to snare a carp of about 1lb.
I got my catapult out and started to flick half a dozen maggots over my float and over to the mudline. After about 10 minutes of fishing with the shelf rig, I had about 3 little carp and 3 or 4 gudgeon. I saw a fish moving on the mudline. I baited up with double white maggot and went over with the mudline rig. The float settled, then bobbed, then 4ft of white hydro shot out from the pole tip. This wasn’t a gudgeon. After a tense battle and a struggle to get the fish off the bottom a carp of about 4lb was in the net.
I re-baited and went back over. Nothing. I came back and swapped over to my shelf rig again, baited up with a single maggot and went back over to the shelf. The float didn’t even settle when battle ensued. After about 5 minutes and the white hydro bottoming out a couple of times a barbel of about 4lb was wriggling in the bottom of the landing net.
I went back over with the shelf rig and managed to snare a couple more gudgeon.
I decided to have a look on the 3m line as I had been prepping the peg for the last hour or so. First drop in, resulted in a carp of about 2lb. I stayed on this line for the next half hour, by which time I had managed to snare another 5 carp for about 4lb in weight. I then saw a boil across on the mudline. It was time to have another look. I swapped to the mudline rig, baited up with single maggot, went over and caught the offending culprit within a couple of minutes. The culprit being a carp of about 3lb.
I was still playing catch-up with Lecky although by now I was in front of Ron. I would estimate that Lecky had about 5lb more than me.
Over the next couple of hours, I was rotating my swims trying to get fish off all of them. You would catch a couple of carp of each line, then it would go quiet. Using the deep rig, I plumbed up in 3 spots at the base of the slope, 1 in the middle and one about 5m to either side of my peg on the same line. The depth was the same on all lines. I put in corn and micro pellets in on the right hand side swim. Maggot’s straight in front, and pellets and maggots to my left hand swim. I tried the corn swim first. After a few minutes, the float buried and I managed to snare a carp of about 1.5lb. I moved to my middle swim and managed to catch 2 carp for about 2lb. I then moved to my left swim and for the remaining 1 hr 30 minutes of the match didn’t look back.
The only change that I made was to swap my rig over to a 4 x 16 Series Top float shotted with a bulk of Preston Stotz and a couple of droppers. What a difference that made. Just as the float was settling, the float buried almost immediately. In view of enjoying myself, both Lecky and Ron were on the end of some earache pain. But to be fair, they were both giving as good as they got.
At one point, whilst observing Ron’s float, I could see the float going sideways, I shouted ‘Ron, you have a fish on’ after the 3 time of shouting, Ron struck and snared a gudgeon.
Over the last hour of the match I was catching a mixture of carp and barbel, with the odd gudgeon thrown in for good measure.
By the all out, it was going to be close between the 3 of us, although I felt that I had done enough to beat Ron, I wasn’t sure about Lecky though.
The scales arrived and Young Adam was winning the match off peg 20 with 88-08, Twohey was second with 79lb-12 and Alwin had 79lb-05. Gandhi put 36lb on the scales from one of the jackpot pegs. Lecky weighed in 41lb dead. It was going to be close. I put 42lb 5oz on the scales, well I was a quid up already. Ron plonked 38lb 14oz on the scales. Another quid!!! Boy did those to get some pain off me.
After I weighed in, both Lecky and Ron Jeremy couldn’t believe getting beat off the next peg by a numpty. All they could say was ‘I got beat off the next peg by a numpty’. He he.
Talking of Numpties
On The Oaks Banter discussion forum http://oaksbanter.proboards19.com/index.cgi we have a section for Numpty of the week, and this week the nominated person has not been nominated once, but 6 times all for different things. All of the following nominations are following a string of events and mishaps that took place whilst the ‘nominated’ was at the White Acres Festival. See how many clues it takes before you know who it is?
Nominations as for the following:
Getting battered (is not the word) off the next peg by none other than Darren Cox. ‘Nominated’ managed to snare 46lb odd, whilst Mr Cox managed to snare 187lb (that is over 300% more than nominated).
Getting battered (Oh No, not again) off the next peg by a certain festival winner who goes by the name of Mr Machin. ‘Nominated’ managed to catch 40lb (ish) again, although I may be wrong (with regards to ‘Nominated’s weight, but not the battering), whilst Mr Machin won the match with over 140lb.
Realising that he was taller than he thought by walking into a sign that said ‘Mind Your Head’ and nearly knocking himself unconscious. When he arrived at his peg, he had to have a 10 minute sit down to recover.
Getting battered (Do you see a familiar story here), by King Numpty – Micky ‘Deirdre’ Barlow off the next peg. Well Deirdre had 2oz more than ‘Nominated’, but hey a win is a win. Deirdre also won the section.
Breaking his beloved Carbon Active feeder rod – By standing on it.
Whilst attempting to fish the pellet waggler and show off his angling skills, ‘Nominated’ had a few casts to judge how far he could cast to get up the side of a tree. When he had his first real cast with a baited hook, he caught a carp of about 5lb. Nothing wrong there I might add. On his second cast, ‘Nominated’ took his eye off the ball and ended up in said tree.
Do you know who it is yet?
None other than The Oaks’ Hattie Jacques in drag himself. MR JOHN CHAPMAN. After speaking with Chappy, he told me it was great fun. Yeah, sounds like it!!! And he was trying to persuade me to go down next year. I don’t think that I will bother, as I don’t want to relinquish Numpty Numero Uno of his crown!!
By the time the scales had arrived back, I had beaten Orc (26lb 5oz), Nightie (35lb 3oz) and The Pacifier (24lb 13oz). The only quid(s) that I lost were to Macca who managed to snare 46lb 5oz from peg 59. It must have been solid!!! My weight was the best weight from peg 30 right round to peg 51. I had been Charisma Pawlett, Tala and Gandhi to name but a few.
Final Result
Adam Richards (Garbolino Elton) 88-08. Peg 20
Graham Twohey (Morley Match Anglers) 79-12. Peg 4
Alwin Ingham (Bob-Co/Oaks) 79-05. Peg 14
Ray Wallace (Big Waters) 62-13. Peg 7
Craig Lealand (Daiwa Goldthorpe) 62-01. Peg 1
Lee Harrison (Van Den Eynde) 58-09. Peg 29
Monday, October 16, 2006
Saturday 7th October 2006 – Woodland Lakes, Thirsk.
Bram had been e-mailing me at work all week trying to persuade me to go to Woodlands on the open match, as he was going to get a little practice in for his club match taking place tomorrow.
I finally relented and agreed to pick him up. Following Haircut’s 2nd place in last weeks match, I gave him a call and asked for all the inside information (remind me not to do that again). His final words were, ‘you need to draw’. Oh well, ruined already and I haven’t even got there yet.
What to do.
In view of the bomb rod being a very viable method at Woodlands, I finally took the plunge and purchased a Preston’s Hardcase, Ready Rod case thingy-what-do-you-ma-callit. I lovingly prepared my bomb rod, which is a Maver 11’/13’ multi-tip. After setting the rod up at 11’, I then proceeded to fold my rod down, so that it would fit in the rod bag. This is where my plan fell to bits. The main section of the rod is too long. I had to take the butt section off the middle section of the rod, so the rod is now in a heap in the rod case and it would be quicker to take the rod down and re-set it up rather than try to sort out the mess.
The question is, do I take back the rod case, or do I purchase a new rod? As no doubt, I may need to carry a ready prepared rod in the future. A new bomb rod it is then.
Upon arriving at Bram’s house, he appeared a little shocked that I wasn’t in my warp machine, as he e-mailed me to pick him up so that we travelled in style. I was in our works van as we are selling it. I think that it was a good job that we had the van, as I think that I may have struggled to get all of the gear in my motor.
I made slow but steady (and safe) headway to Morrison’s for a quick bite to eat. Bram elected to watch me eating as he had already had some rabbit food for brekkie.
I arrived at Woodlands with about 10 minutes to go before the draw and a large queue had already formed. I paid on, then spoke with Beanhead Norris, who so happened to be right at the front of the queue. Why is it, that when you want to speak to someone, they are usually just where you want them to be. By the time of the draw, there were 74 of us in attendance. The wind was blowing an absolute hoolie, fortunately, it was blowing more across the ponds, rather than straight up and down.
Kenny ‘Floppy Hat’ Wilson was in attendance, the obligatory quid was struck up. Nightie accosted me for the quid from my last match at Woodlands, a quick double or quits was agreed. I paid Young Adam his quid from my last match at Woodlands. I’m just glad that Chappy is at White Acres this week, that will be one quid less to pay (no doubt he’ll come back skint and try to rope me in for more than a quid to get some money in his back pocket).
I was the first one in the bucket. I put my hand in, gave the pegs a good swirl and managed to drag, kicking and fighting, Skylark 12 out. Well that improves the chances of someone else drawing a good peg.
I asked Haircut for a little bit more info, only to be told that it is in the middle of ‘Cyanide Straight’. Cheers mate.
Bram faired a little better, he had at least drawn the right lake, Partridge, peg 9. Right lake, wrong peg.
Talking about the draw. Lee Barrett won the match last week off Skylark peg 1. Where had he drawn this week? Partridge peg 1. I walked past Beanhead, who was on Skylark (about peg 4). I had one of the young Newbury clan next to me on peg 10 (11 empty as they double pegged, then left an empty peg) and I don’t know who I had to my right on peg 13. Damien Bracken was behind me on Partridge peg 27. Andy Dargue was opposite me to my right, on about Skylark peg 23 and Deano Smith was also opposite to my left, on about Skylark 26.
The rigs.
I had already set up the rod, all I had to do was to attach a hooklength, with a Korum Baitspike using the knotless knot. I tied a Preston Powerline .015 diameter hooklength to a size 14 Preston barbless eyed hook.
For the pole, I set up:
Rig 1: A .2g Colmic float with a thick bristle. This was attached to .15 Preston Powerline, straight through to a size 16 Colmic WN501 hook. The rig was attached to black hydro through my match kit. I set this up to fish up in the water, wind permitting!!!!
Rig 2: For rig 2, I used a .3g Garbolino DC 6, attached to .15 Preston Powerline straight through to a size 16 Colmic WN501 hook. This was also attached to black hydro. I plumbed up at 6m to my right with this rig and found about 3 ½ to 4’ of depth.
Rig 3 was a 4 x 16 Middy pattern with a long bristle and carbon stem. This was tied to .14 MAP Carptek line straight through to a size 14 Kamasan B911 hook. I plumbed up at 14m with this rig and found about 5ft of depth. I added on about 4 or 5 inches to allow for the tow and the wind.
Rig 4 incorporated a .2g Carp Devil float attached to .16 Maver Genesis straight through to a size 14 Colmic WN501 hook. This rig was attached to the Drennan pink hollow through a power kit top two. I plumbed up down both sides with this rig and found that I had about 2.5ft of depth.
Before the off
Whilst I was getting all of my rigs ready and within about 10 minutes of putting my keepnet in the lake, the peg started to cloud up on my top 2 / 3 line. Every now and again, I could see the odd tail pattern.
A La Carte at Chez Big Pellet
For bait today I had 2 small tins of corn, 1 tin of hemp and 1.5 tins of meat. I also had a pint of micro pellets which I could either feed or turn into a paste if needed.
I was nearly ready, but not quite, when Billy Brierley announced the all in. I checked my watch and there was still 4 or 5 minutes to go, and I thought that I had a Mickey Mouse watch!!!
Ready at last
After about another 5 minutes just getting my self in a position where I could start fishing without having to break off to do something I was ready.
Following the signs that had been in my peg whilst setting up, my first line of attack was to drop in down the side to see if I could catch the offending culprit. I baited up with a grain of corn on the hook, put in a ‘Tosspot’ of hemp and corn, and waited. Whilst I waited, I catapulted a few grains of corn and hemp out to the 6m line and I also catapulted a few pieces of meat and hemp out to the bomb/long pole line.
After some 15 minutes and no indications, it was time for a change. The lad my right on peg 13 had caught 2 carp, both around the 4lb mark. These came off his 6 metre line. He had a small tosspot attached to his pole and was feeding both corn and hemp and fishing with corn on the hook.
I swapped rigs, switched to the 6m line to follow suit with the lad next door. After 20 minutes, nothing. I was now 30 odd minutes into the match and I had not had a sign from neither of the two swims that I had tried. My inside line had started smoking again. I came back in on the inside and tried with a piece of meat on the hook, over the hemp and corn that I had put in earlier.
I waited 15 minutes before I got an indication, the float went sideways (usually the sign of a big fish), then settled again. The float dipped then buried. I struck with some vigour, nothing, apart from a boil as the fish swam out of my peg.
I dropped back in again and managed to snare a roach. It was time to go back out to the 6m line.
After nearly 3 hours, I had managed to snare a couple of small carp, the biggest was about 2lb, a couple of roach and a skimmer. I had chucked the bomb out and was getting the odd liner, but couldn’t get a wrap round. I had fed and fished down both sides and also at 6m and also on the long pole line. Nothing. The lad to my right had about 5 carp and a couple of bits by this point.
I went back out on the bomb and hair-rigged meat. The rod settled and after about 2 minutes, the tip went round slowly and stayed round. I struck and managed to snare a carp of about 10 oz. 10oz? I didn’t even know that there were carp that small in the lake.
I managed to snare a couple more by the end of the match. I would estimate that I had about 20lb made up of 10 carp, a couple of skimmers, a perch and two roach. The bloke to my right had about 35lb, made up of half a dozen skimmers and about 12 carp.
Damien tipped back about 25lb made up of 5 or 6 carp. Andy Dargue won the opposite bank section with just over 40lb. The winner weighed in about 105lb from about Partridge peg 14. Coyney who was on the next peg had a good 90lb (ish) and got in the frame.
Chris Kitchen ‘Sink’ had 11 carp for 69lb from Wagtail 11. Bram tipped back approximately 25lb. Both Floppy Hat and I agreed to tip back as we were both agreeing to a similar weight to each other. Phew, managed to save a quid. Nightie had a good 60lb+ weight and managed to beat his young ‘un.
I have had so many discussions with various people and this year, my drawing arm has let me down severely. All you have to do is to have a look at the weights that are coming from the area’s that I draw.
Oh well, there is always next week.
Bram had been e-mailing me at work all week trying to persuade me to go to Woodlands on the open match, as he was going to get a little practice in for his club match taking place tomorrow.
I finally relented and agreed to pick him up. Following Haircut’s 2nd place in last weeks match, I gave him a call and asked for all the inside information (remind me not to do that again). His final words were, ‘you need to draw’. Oh well, ruined already and I haven’t even got there yet.
What to do.
In view of the bomb rod being a very viable method at Woodlands, I finally took the plunge and purchased a Preston’s Hardcase, Ready Rod case thingy-what-do-you-ma-callit. I lovingly prepared my bomb rod, which is a Maver 11’/13’ multi-tip. After setting the rod up at 11’, I then proceeded to fold my rod down, so that it would fit in the rod bag. This is where my plan fell to bits. The main section of the rod is too long. I had to take the butt section off the middle section of the rod, so the rod is now in a heap in the rod case and it would be quicker to take the rod down and re-set it up rather than try to sort out the mess.
The question is, do I take back the rod case, or do I purchase a new rod? As no doubt, I may need to carry a ready prepared rod in the future. A new bomb rod it is then.
Upon arriving at Bram’s house, he appeared a little shocked that I wasn’t in my warp machine, as he e-mailed me to pick him up so that we travelled in style. I was in our works van as we are selling it. I think that it was a good job that we had the van, as I think that I may have struggled to get all of the gear in my motor.
I made slow but steady (and safe) headway to Morrison’s for a quick bite to eat. Bram elected to watch me eating as he had already had some rabbit food for brekkie.
I arrived at Woodlands with about 10 minutes to go before the draw and a large queue had already formed. I paid on, then spoke with Beanhead Norris, who so happened to be right at the front of the queue. Why is it, that when you want to speak to someone, they are usually just where you want them to be. By the time of the draw, there were 74 of us in attendance. The wind was blowing an absolute hoolie, fortunately, it was blowing more across the ponds, rather than straight up and down.
Kenny ‘Floppy Hat’ Wilson was in attendance, the obligatory quid was struck up. Nightie accosted me for the quid from my last match at Woodlands, a quick double or quits was agreed. I paid Young Adam his quid from my last match at Woodlands. I’m just glad that Chappy is at White Acres this week, that will be one quid less to pay (no doubt he’ll come back skint and try to rope me in for more than a quid to get some money in his back pocket).
I was the first one in the bucket. I put my hand in, gave the pegs a good swirl and managed to drag, kicking and fighting, Skylark 12 out. Well that improves the chances of someone else drawing a good peg.
I asked Haircut for a little bit more info, only to be told that it is in the middle of ‘Cyanide Straight’. Cheers mate.
Bram faired a little better, he had at least drawn the right lake, Partridge, peg 9. Right lake, wrong peg.
Talking about the draw. Lee Barrett won the match last week off Skylark peg 1. Where had he drawn this week? Partridge peg 1. I walked past Beanhead, who was on Skylark (about peg 4). I had one of the young Newbury clan next to me on peg 10 (11 empty as they double pegged, then left an empty peg) and I don’t know who I had to my right on peg 13. Damien Bracken was behind me on Partridge peg 27. Andy Dargue was opposite me to my right, on about Skylark peg 23 and Deano Smith was also opposite to my left, on about Skylark 26.
The rigs.
I had already set up the rod, all I had to do was to attach a hooklength, with a Korum Baitspike using the knotless knot. I tied a Preston Powerline .015 diameter hooklength to a size 14 Preston barbless eyed hook.
For the pole, I set up:
Rig 1: A .2g Colmic float with a thick bristle. This was attached to .15 Preston Powerline, straight through to a size 16 Colmic WN501 hook. The rig was attached to black hydro through my match kit. I set this up to fish up in the water, wind permitting!!!!
Rig 2: For rig 2, I used a .3g Garbolino DC 6, attached to .15 Preston Powerline straight through to a size 16 Colmic WN501 hook. This was also attached to black hydro. I plumbed up at 6m to my right with this rig and found about 3 ½ to 4’ of depth.
Rig 3 was a 4 x 16 Middy pattern with a long bristle and carbon stem. This was tied to .14 MAP Carptek line straight through to a size 14 Kamasan B911 hook. I plumbed up at 14m with this rig and found about 5ft of depth. I added on about 4 or 5 inches to allow for the tow and the wind.
Rig 4 incorporated a .2g Carp Devil float attached to .16 Maver Genesis straight through to a size 14 Colmic WN501 hook. This rig was attached to the Drennan pink hollow through a power kit top two. I plumbed up down both sides with this rig and found that I had about 2.5ft of depth.
Before the off
Whilst I was getting all of my rigs ready and within about 10 minutes of putting my keepnet in the lake, the peg started to cloud up on my top 2 / 3 line. Every now and again, I could see the odd tail pattern.
A La Carte at Chez Big Pellet
For bait today I had 2 small tins of corn, 1 tin of hemp and 1.5 tins of meat. I also had a pint of micro pellets which I could either feed or turn into a paste if needed.
I was nearly ready, but not quite, when Billy Brierley announced the all in. I checked my watch and there was still 4 or 5 minutes to go, and I thought that I had a Mickey Mouse watch!!!
Ready at last
After about another 5 minutes just getting my self in a position where I could start fishing without having to break off to do something I was ready.
Following the signs that had been in my peg whilst setting up, my first line of attack was to drop in down the side to see if I could catch the offending culprit. I baited up with a grain of corn on the hook, put in a ‘Tosspot’ of hemp and corn, and waited. Whilst I waited, I catapulted a few grains of corn and hemp out to the 6m line and I also catapulted a few pieces of meat and hemp out to the bomb/long pole line.
After some 15 minutes and no indications, it was time for a change. The lad my right on peg 13 had caught 2 carp, both around the 4lb mark. These came off his 6 metre line. He had a small tosspot attached to his pole and was feeding both corn and hemp and fishing with corn on the hook.
I swapped rigs, switched to the 6m line to follow suit with the lad next door. After 20 minutes, nothing. I was now 30 odd minutes into the match and I had not had a sign from neither of the two swims that I had tried. My inside line had started smoking again. I came back in on the inside and tried with a piece of meat on the hook, over the hemp and corn that I had put in earlier.
I waited 15 minutes before I got an indication, the float went sideways (usually the sign of a big fish), then settled again. The float dipped then buried. I struck with some vigour, nothing, apart from a boil as the fish swam out of my peg.
I dropped back in again and managed to snare a roach. It was time to go back out to the 6m line.
After nearly 3 hours, I had managed to snare a couple of small carp, the biggest was about 2lb, a couple of roach and a skimmer. I had chucked the bomb out and was getting the odd liner, but couldn’t get a wrap round. I had fed and fished down both sides and also at 6m and also on the long pole line. Nothing. The lad to my right had about 5 carp and a couple of bits by this point.
I went back out on the bomb and hair-rigged meat. The rod settled and after about 2 minutes, the tip went round slowly and stayed round. I struck and managed to snare a carp of about 10 oz. 10oz? I didn’t even know that there were carp that small in the lake.
I managed to snare a couple more by the end of the match. I would estimate that I had about 20lb made up of 10 carp, a couple of skimmers, a perch and two roach. The bloke to my right had about 35lb, made up of half a dozen skimmers and about 12 carp.
Damien tipped back about 25lb made up of 5 or 6 carp. Andy Dargue won the opposite bank section with just over 40lb. The winner weighed in about 105lb from about Partridge peg 14. Coyney who was on the next peg had a good 90lb (ish) and got in the frame.
Chris Kitchen ‘Sink’ had 11 carp for 69lb from Wagtail 11. Bram tipped back approximately 25lb. Both Floppy Hat and I agreed to tip back as we were both agreeing to a similar weight to each other. Phew, managed to save a quid. Nightie had a good 60lb+ weight and managed to beat his young ‘un.
I have had so many discussions with various people and this year, my drawing arm has let me down severely. All you have to do is to have a look at the weights that are coming from the area’s that I draw.
Oh well, there is always next week.
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