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Joe Chappell

Passing Time

For Christmas, my parents bought me a DSLR camera. I’ve always loved nature and as good as our smartphones are nowadays, they can’t capture spectacular moments the same way a proper camera can when used correctly. Emphasis on the correctly here because they can be tricky to use at the best of times. Coupled with cold hands, rain, fish slime and a complete novice using them, good photos can be few and far between. In todays blog, I’m going to talk about a sessions carp fishing and my (un)successful attempts of capturing the world around me.

A couple of weeks ago, I met with two friends at a local commercial to have a friendly but socially distanced get together. As you can imagine, there was a whiff of competition on the wind and the fighting talk had begun the night before. It really was anyone’s to win, Jack had completely spanked me just three weeks prior catching four to my one, Brad was due some good fishing after a string of trips without much luck.

Brad was first to arrive and picked a few swims next to each other. It was quite busy considering it was midweek and some of the only swims left together were arguably some of the best on the lake. I chose to fish on the right, Brad chose the middle and Jack chose the left. We all chose different tactics too. I decided to fish small pva mesh bags filled with boilie crumb and pellet in conjunction with a 12mm wafter on one rod and an 11mm boilie and a half pop-up on the other. Brad opted for singles on one rod and solid bags with Nash citrus on the other while Jack put all his eggs in one basket and went with pva mesh bags of pellets and two 8mm robin reds on simple mono hair rigs for both rods.

After about half an hour with rods in the water, I had bite which resulted in a small common. It gave me bragging rights for the foreseeable future, so I wasn’t bothered. Lots of chatting and about an hour later, I had another bite which resulted in a mirror. I had a smug grin on my face for the next hour until Brad caught the biggest fish of the day which was closely followed by another common drawing us level on 2 fish each.

Brads first fish of the day.

For the next few hours, nothing was being caught however I’d managed a run but lost it. As the afternoon progressed, a few more fish around the lake were being caught and soon enough I had caught my third fish of the day taking me ahead of Brad once again. Not long after slipping my third fish of the day back, the fourth one came along.

My third fish.

With the gates shutting at 5, we only had an hour or so of fishing left at this point. Desperate to catch one, Jack jumped in the swim to my right for the last hour. He decided to stick with his robin reds despite my offer to let him try some of the bait I was using. After about half an hour in the swim and swans trying to parkour over his rods, Jack managed a screaming run. The fish was putting up a good account for itself and finally Jack managed to slip my net under it (my net was already wet and it didn’t seem logical to get another net wet with only 20 minutes left). As we were taking photos of Jack’s fish, I had a run which resulted in a lovely linear. Unfortunately due to social distancing we couldn’t get a photo together but it was a nice end to the day and we had all caught one.

The two which came at the end of the day.

As I mentioned earlier, recently I’ve taken up photography. It’s great to pass the time whilst sitting on the bank and some of the wildlife I’ve seen is fantastic. It’s unbelievable what spectacles you miss sometimes when you’re not looking. Below are some photos I’ve managed to capture over the last couple of months.

A not too Impressive self take in the wet just as I was packing up.
A photo I’m actually pretty pleased with.
Another one of the little friend I made.

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