Getting down to the lake at around 10am seeing a few fish top about and loads of splashes which is awesome to see!
Fishing tackle wise I came down with my 11ft daiwa paired with my shimano bait runner with 12lb mono And my other rod
12ft sundridge proton feeder paired with my Shakespeare reel 6lb mono
As the day went by I had a few little roach on the feeder as I was using red maggots as hook bait and micro pellets on the method feeder in the margins I had a few little beeps on the big rod but nothing throughout the day besides one small run but lost the fish
Decided to stick with the quiver feeding in a mix of pellets and maggots and what do you know the rod hoops over and nearly slides off the rod rest!
Struck in to what feels like a solid fish, big headshakes and ripping out drag I thought to myself could this be the big tench I was after?? After a good ten minute fight I bring her up and what a pretty fish not a mark on her and obviously not the tench I was after but at 15lb 8oz it was my first fish from cuton lakes and a big one at that!
After that I had a few roach and a 2lb bream (slimy bugger) but calling it a day and really proud of myself or that carp on just double red maggots!
Hope you catch if you’re out and it’s not too long till the river season now where my mind will be on barbel and chub!
Welcome back to another JT Carpers blog, carrying on from our last blog I apologise for leaving it how I did but I think what is about to happen next deserves its own blog! I hope you’ll agree.
So, heading into the final night of our trip and Jack returning another cracking fish just an hour earlier he was away again! Another epic battle commenced with the fish stripping line free willingly and putting up and awesome fight under the rod tip, with Jack finally taming the fish he was greeted by this awesome 21lb common!
A few snaps later the fish was returned as were we back to our bivvies, with us now surrounded by darkness we were settled in for the night, what an epic session so far for us, 5 fish between us with the smallest being 18lb, easily our best average weight haul so far, and it was about to get even better.
With the clocks just about to hit midnight, I get a call from Jack in the next peg to say he has another fish in the net and it looks a fairly good one, so, trotting along to the next peg in my crocs (Don’t judge me) I picked up Jacks net to have a look at his reward and wow, Jack had underestimated his fish and boy did it show, with the fish in the sling and scales hooked up, let the weighing commence!
The needle flew round past 20,25,30 and settled on an awesome 31lb and 8oz, half a pound bigger then my 31, Jack was elated! We joked he had been waiting 5 years for this moment as I had previously beat him by 8oz on our P.B fish whilst fishing in Gran Canaria.
Whilst this fish wasn’t as deep set as mine, it was longer and its weight comes from its muscle, whilst admiring the beautiful capture we couldn’t believe just how thick the wrist to the tail was, we could tell where the pure power of the fish came from.
We had done it! Our target for the year was a 30lb+ carp each from this lake and on our last session of the year on here we had both smashed it! New P. B’s and our first UK 30lb+ carp we were both ecstatic! After sharing a very manly and bromance embrace the fish was returned and we were both left absolutely in awe of what a trip we were having.
It wasn’t over yet! Less than 30 minutes after Jacks awesome fish was returned, I was away again! Under the blanket of darkness, I was battling what seemed yet another very powerful fish, stripping line and deep diving free willingly. After a very entertaining battle I was rewarded with this very deep set 24lb Common, a very welcome visitor to the bank and carrying on our ever-fruitful session!
With the sunrise came another fish for Jack! This one once again coming in bang on 18lb. This session is truly a red-letter session for myself and Jack, whilst we weren’t being met with countless amounts of fish, after having a hard time getting amongst the bigger fish on this lake this session has truly been blessed for us.
After the fish being returned and the inevitable end of the session coming closer, we made a start on a very slow pack up, utilising our time as much as possible. With just an hour and half left of our session Jack was away AGAIN! This time being rewarded with this, once again, pristine Common Carp of 20lb! What a session it has been for us!
With the gear drying out, bivvies packed away and only rods left out we stood by the lakeside reflecting on this magical session. Two brand new P. B’s and first UK 30lb+ carp for us both topped off a session with epic proportions, 2 x 30lb, 3 x 20lb and 4 x 18lb+, we had a session off our lifetimes and to top it off with just the rods left out Jack was away again! This time back to pest control and having this lovely little 10.8lb common to finish off this amazing weekend.
Unfortunately, that was the end of our session but with our grins from cheek to cheek we jumped in the car and headed home, with our target for the year complete on the last session we decided to set ourself a new one for next year. A majority of the fish in the lake are common carp so we have set the tall ask for a 30lb+ Mirror carp each next year, with a bit more knowledge under our belt and a new way to approach the lake next year I firmly believe we can do it! So, make sure you stick around with us and see how we get on next year with our adventures back on White Lakes.
All of the fish from this session were caught using a variety of hooks and end tackle from DSD, from my favourite hook pattern at the moment the Wide Gape BP to Jacks favourite the Longshank hook pattern, they have hook patterns for everyone and their coated hooklink is perfect for all different types of rigs, we use it all to our advantage and as you can see the results speak for themselves. They are also looking for new team members to join so don’t hesitate, get yourself onboard!
Once again thanks for tuning into our little blog and we will see you in 2 weeks’ time.
So big perch was the aim. But i didn’t only catch perch. i set up my brand new sonik vader x RS and wychwood 65S with a good ol’ korda df hair rig with the chosen bait being king prawns!
i picked the most perch spot i could think of however it didn’t produce in 1 hour so i switched and put it on the other margin almost instantly i hooked into a gorgeous little carp unfortuatly because the bait was so close to the margin it picked it up and ran straight into the weeds! grr after a couple mins of pushing and pulling he came free and hit the net, for a little common he sure was pretty and gave up an awesome fight! once landed i removed the hook let him rest then got a photo for the camera it was small, but it was a start!
A move away from someone casting into my swim resulted in a good result in the form of two more fish one almost ripped the rod into the water and screamed of what a take! the fish never gave up ripping line and always digging for the bottom when it hit the net it looked as if it could be a pb was one of the most stunning carp i have ever caught lovely scale pattern, somehow it only went 11lb but a lovely fish no matter.
It was getting close to home time however i continued trying to work hard and find a perch and eventually we found one a really lovely fat fish not the size i wanted but it was target species and im happy with that!
Welcome back once again everyone to the next instalment of a JT Carpers blog, this week we revisit a recent trip to White Lakes Guest Lake with my dad for 24 hours.
With myself and my dad turning up a little earlier than Jack, I decided to be the best friend anyone could ask for and setup Jacks bivvy for him so when he arrived, he was ready to cast out and crack on! What a mistake this turned out to be, after 45 minutes in the rain setting up the 3 bivvies, I still didn’t have any rods out and Jack arrived…… not impressed.
So, after the fun of setting everything up, we were all out and ready to start catching hopefully. It didn’t take to long for Jack to start us off with this lovely little Common just before dark.
With the first fish under our belt, we were very confident for a few more and this proved to be true with 4 more fish coming during the night with 1 of them being my dad’s first fish on this lake, it isn’t one of the bigger residents of the lake but when it breaks a bad spell on a new lake you can never complain and dad was over the moon to have had his duck broken, well in dad! The other 3 fish all came to Jack throughout the night, again nothing massive but all very beautiful carp and a cracking mirror amongst them too.
Coming into day light we was all very happy with the results, with 5 fish under our belts within 12 hours was a great result, obviously I was a little gutted to still not have caught one yet and having lost one during the night that added a little salt to the wounds, but in usual Jack ways he decided to rub it in a little more by catching another 3 before anyone else had a chance to catch one, whilst im grateful for the content and happy for my mate to be catching, myself and my dad couldn’t help but have a few choice words for him.
The 3rd fish of the mini haul was also the biggest of the session with this awesome 22lb 140z Common Carp, funnily enough whilst Jack was playing the fish, I decided to record a little footage for our social media pages and it just so happened to be this beauty.
With Jack having a deserved rest from all the catching 😒, I decided to interrupt and catch a fish for myself, this awesome Mirror carp gracing my net and saving me from a blank, meaning I now felt like I contributed to the overall catch number and can start using the context we instead of they/he 😊.
Now that I had my first fish it seemed that Jack had had enough of letting someone else have a go and decided to start showing us up again, netting another 2 fish and continuing his great run of form on this session.
With those 2 fish then returned we was coming to the end of our 24-hour session and what a session it had been so far, however it wasn’t all over yet as I decided to chip in with one more fish, this awesome little common graced us with his presence and made me feel a little bit better overall.
After returning that fish it was however to be our last, but what a session we had in the end, catching 12 fish between us, Dad breaking his duck on the lake and all topped off with the awesome 22lb 14oz Common that Jack caught.
All of our fish were caught using DSD Tackle components over a variety of rigs, 4 of the fish fell to a rig comprising of a size 6 Long Shank hook and 18lb Brown Stealth hooklink fished with some shrink tubing to make a blowback effect.
The other fish were all caught on size 6 Wide Gape BP hooks fished a variety of methods such as a Ronnie Rig, Slip D rig with DSD bait screws and finally using the Stealth hooklink again with the coating stripped back to get to the supple braid underneath to make the perfect rig for a method feeder, the method feeder rig was the downfall of the bigger common and 3 other fish.
So once again, thank you very tuning in to our little blog and we hope to see you next time, until then.
Here is my blog from my best carp fly session ever, I haven’t been out for carp in a while but will be going tomorrow to see if I can smash this PB!
so sit back and have a read I hope you enjoy this little issue of my fishing!
The session was meant to start at 7:00 when the fishery opened but after my buddy made a massive mess and pulling me around about 3 shops to find dog biscuits but finally we found them and we were off, after picking the swim we baited up little and often with dog biscuits and bread. The dog biscuits highly outfished bread despite both working on different days.
My bud was picking up decently sized fish all day on a float rod and my baby only came in the last hour before having to leave for work. She was a perfectly scaled shiny gold common and took about7-8 runs before finally coming to the net and almost spooled me took me right down into backing like a salmon loved every minute despite waking up with a massive arm ache and wanting to cut my arm off it was spectacular.
once letting her rest in the net I packed up and went to work but was a fantastic way to start the day. she went 13lb wish I could have gotten a bigger one so back out tomorrow!
If you’d like to see the fight and the method I used to catch this beauty I will link the video here. Thanks guys!
In August 2004 I caught a 44lb carp, the same weight as Richard Walker’s record breaking common back in 1952. He named his fish Ravioli but thankfully someone else decided Clarissa was more flattering. My Clarissa was a common too, but I’m not a carp fisherman, I was after catfish.
Waveney Valley Lakes in Norfolk, a nature reserve and fishery endorsed by the late, great (albeit climate change naysayer) David Bellamy, is a beautiful place to be let alone fish. I booked a week on Marsh Lake, with a view to catch a catfish, beguiled by their uncomely strangeness and brute fighting strength, not to mention their size. Those big slimy tadpoles go to 65lb at Waveney Valley. I couldn’t even begin to imagine the sort of fight a fish of those proportions would give so I hoped I’d start off small and work my way up.
There was only me and one other fishing Marsh Lake, an unusual looking, elderly gentleman with more than a whiff of Catweazle about him. He had coarse grey hair to his shoulders, wore galoshes and an old waxed cagoule and wouldn’t have looked out of place on Ahab’s Pequod. He had the perplexing habit of exclaiming “who me?”whenever I asked him a question when more often than not it was just me and him talking. I had to suppress the urge to shout “WHO ELSE FOR CHRISSAKE!” a lot during our chats. Despite his archaic appearance, his tackle was top draw, the very latest in carp fishing innovation, and his set up looked like a feature spread for Carp World. He was very proud of it and took great pleasure in cocking a sneer at my mishmash of assorted rods, reels and threadbare brolly camp.
When I hooked my Clarissa her initial run were so powerful that before I could slow her she tore off parallel with the near bank straight through all of Catweazle’s three lines. The bite alarm’s catawaulling and light show alone could have filled an Ibiza dance floor. I felt very guilty at the time, more for the fish than for him but miraculously when I netted her the only terminal tackle visible was mine. He didn’t seen perturbed, however, and was gracious and congratulatory. “That’s the biggest carp in the lake,” he said, quietly. I wasn’t surprised, she was massive, the biggest freshwater fish I’d ever seen. Although saying that I had once caught a pike of similar rare proportions, but the two events couldn’t have been more different.
Being in the presence of Clarissa was a joy, made more special by a fine, late summer morning with sunlight playing on her doubloon-like scales, whereas my pike was caught from a huge pit in the Lee Valley on a frigid, overcast December day and was a mottled, deformed leviathan so battle scarred she looked like she’d been swimming around since the Cretaceous. And to make her appearance all the more frightening, her entire left eye and part of her head was engulfed in an ugly tumorous growth of a ghastly mottled grey/red that looked like her brain was seeping through her eye socket. That December day was a fitting backdrop as it felt almost apocalyptic. I encountered no one else during that session, saw no one, spoke to no one. It was if the world had ended, and all that survived was me and the monster.
It all started with the rat. With a faint rustle, he popped out from the reeds only to immediately spin round and dive back in when he saw me. Next thing there was a plop as he’d apparently opted to travel by water rather than land. As he swam from left to right in the margins creating a little bow wave, a huge dark torpedo shape emerged from nowhere, tracking his progress. It hung motionless below the rat, which appeared oblivious to the threat. I braced myself for the strike, but it never came and the torpedo slid back into the shadows.
It was an eerie sight, that pike. With trembling fingers I gently reeled in my popped up mackerel tail to within three metres of the bank, and waited.
Five minutes later I was staring at a stygian creature on my unhooking mat, laying there in all her deformed glory. She had barely struggled during the fight and came to the net like a wet blanket.
I tried to weigh her with freezing, shaking hands but my scales only went up to 25lb and, with a crash and a rattle, they bottomed-out. At a guess I’d say she was well over 28lb but she could have been a thirty. When I returned her she loitered menacingly in the margins for a moment before slowly vanishing. I had no desire to fish on, because of the dreadful prospect of hooking her again. That was the one and only time I fished the pit with the Frankenpike.
I did manage to catch a catfish at Waveney Valley, and as they usually do it came at night. I didn’t hear or register the bite alarm initially as I was sat up in my brolly camp, struggling to breathe, suffering a hay fever induced asthma attack. They’d been coming on and off for about three days, depriving me of sleep, energy and enthusiasm. As I played the fish, in the dead of night with rattling lungs and crumpled under-crackers, the shocking, lunging power of catfish became all too apparent. Sapped of strength and vital motor skills, I tottered around the swim totally befuddled, head-torch on flash, trying to take control of a fight that was all too one-sided. I could feel the line grate ominously on the lip of a gravelly drop-off about eight metres out and gritted my teeth in anticipation of a break-off. I was still struggling to gain line when, to my tremendous relief, the cat seemed to turn-tail and head straight at me. After thrashing about in the margins for a few seconds, a commotion that drew the attention of Catweazle, the fish was on the bank. “Look at you covered in slime, they stink too don’t they?” This was his commentary on my slithery attempts at weighing my very first catfish, which was a muscular 25lb. In the end I was glad that all I was wearing from the waist down was underpants. For one it makes the photos more of a talking point, and for two it’s easier to wash catfish gunk from bare legs rather than fishing strides.
Out of all these angling escapades I think the capture of my Clarissa was the most special. From the minute the bite alarm announced her presence on that beautiful late summer morning to the bitter sweet moment I watched her great, golden shoulders slide back into the pellucid depths of Marsh Lake, I knew I’d been in the company of one of nature’s rarities, a real gem.
In this week’s blog we look over a recent trip myself and Jack had over at ‘The Lake at Nine Acres’, the main reason for this trip was a little social with a couple of mates. Having been to the lake before and lurking in the shadows of Facebook we knew of some of the awesome stock that resides here.
Upon arriving I decided to set up in the swim I did on our previous trip as I had 3 fish that time and could remember the spots pretty well so I was hoping to repeat the success of before.
Jack decided to set up 2 swims up from myself which had a fair amount of open water to fish to and also had an angle of the edge of the island to the middle of the lake, this giving him another feature to fish towards if he wanted too.
I decided to use similar tactics as before with 1 rod over to my left-hand margin using a single glugged up Smokey Jack boilie with matching freebies, another rod fished using PVA bag tactics and my final rod using a zig rig as this is what I had some success on before, Jack used similar tactics but swapped the PVA bag method for a Feeder method.
Not long after setting up Jack had a beauty of a take on his method feeder and was greeted with an awesome little Koi carp, something this lake is known for and why we mainly choose to fish this venue for.
With another small carp not long after the Koi carp, Jack was having some success on the method feeder which again he has had some really good results as of recent.
After somewhat of a short quite spell, Jacks zig rig was off! Jack was fishing a 6ft zig rig just off the edge of the island, with the depths of the lake being between 12-15ft Jack decided a 6ft zig would be perfect to possibly entice a fish that was cruising through those middle layers, this had once again proven to be a great idea as he was met with this beauty of a mirror carp, with it normally being one of the lakes bigger residents at 20lb+ it was a named fish called ‘Frenchie’ with the time of year being not to long after spawning the fish was slightly down in weight at 18lb but that really doesn’t matter when it’s a cracking as this.
The action continued for Jack throughout the day on his method rod and he went on to eventually land another 5 fish with 3 cracking commons up to 15lb and another small common as well.
After watching Jack have some success on the method rod, I decided to change my PVA bag rig over to a method feeder and low and behold I had this small ghost like common carp to show for my troubles, although not the biggest it’s what I like to call ‘A Blank Saver’
So, with the day all but over we can safely say Jack hit the nail on the head with his tactics and what a great day it turned out to be for him, so well played sir!
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At last, myself and Jack have got ourselves back on the Top Lake at Whites Lakes! We booked ourselves on for a 48-hour session over the bank holiday weekend and have been looking forward to this one for a few weeks now. We haven’t had any luck on the Top Lake on our previous trips but with some more knowledge from the current members and from Mike himself we arrived with a slight spring in our step and some confidence within us.
The Weather leading up to the weekend wasn’t great but it was set to be somewhat of a scorcher whilst we were there, once again the Weather doesn’t give us a break, we always book our sessions a few weeks in advance due to family and work commitments so we are forever relying on the weather being nice to us rather than being able to fish on a whim.
Upon arriving to the lake, we were met with a bit of a knock in our confidence with Mike saying the fish are set to start spawning any day now, whilst they hadn’t started yet Mike did say that if they did start then unfortunately, we would be asked to leave as when the fish start spawning, he closes the lakes to let the fish get on with it, this is once again another sign of how much of an awesome fishery Mike runs and he is not in it for the money but for the love of the sport and the welfare of his fish.
With only 2 swims available on the lake, I decided to be the best friend a man could ask for and let Jack fish in his favoured swim (I know honestly, I’m just too nice for my own good.)
After selecting our sports and putting our new approach into place we stumbled across some eggs they were laid randomly on the path between mine and Jack’s swim, although I’m no twitcher, I do really love being amongst the wildlife around me when fishing and so my interests were intrigued and I decided to try and determine which bird these eggs belonged too.
Upon extensive research (Seeing the bird return to the eggs and googling ‘Black and White bird with long Orange beak) it was revealed the eggs belonged to a fascinating bird called an Oystercatcher.
A few hours into our trip Jack had a few single bleeps on one of his rods, whilst standing at his rods waiting for another indication, we saw the line moving but not enough for the bite alarm to detect it, Jack decided to pick up the rod and see what was going on, hey presto he was in! Result! Our first fish/take on the Top Lake, a short battle later he was graced with this chunky Common, all 25lb of it!
With the rest of the day passing uneventfully, we tucked up into our beds and was excited for the night ahead, at 12am I was greeted with a screamer of a run and just likes Jack fish I had a short battle ahead before being greeted with this awesome 23lb Common, my new Common PB! YIIPEEE!
(We do need to work on our night time shots)
With the rest of the night passing with no further fish we were greeted with our worst nightmare, the fish were getting jiggy with it, so we decided to wind the rods in and head off to the shops to contemplate our next move.
Upon returning it didn’t look good at all with the fish seemingly turning up their Barry White music and giving it a right good go.
With our session seemingly over, we had a very hard decision to make…… Come back for our next blog in 2 weeks to see what we done and how/where we ended up!
On a last note, the eggs seemed to start to hatch whilst we were there too! Love all around us!
Hi guys and welcome back to another JT Carpers blog, we hope your all keeping well and getting out onto the bank as much as possible!
This week we have a little recap of a session we done with our children last month when we were allowed to meet up with another household outside, we decided to go to Tylers common fishery for a few hours on their match lake to try and get a few fish for the children, defiantly not for our own benefit whatsoever 🙄. Unfortunately, upon arriving at the fishery all the lakes were booked out for matches apart from the Specimen Lake, with the main aim of our trip to be quantity over quality (size) we decided to give this a miss and go onto Puddledock fishery as we know they have a few lakes on site which are of a high quality and very likely to catch.
Upon arriving at the lake, we decided to jump onto ‘The Snake Lake’. We weren’t going to be fishing all day as our children are still young, I’m sure it wouldn’t take long for them to lose interested if we were there all day.
So, upon arriving we decided to have 1 float rod each using simple maggot tactics and then 1 method feeder rod each to target some of the carp. The day started off somewhat slow and we were beginning to worry we would be forever taunted by our children about our lack of fishing skills.
Finally, Jack hooked into the first fish of the day, a lovely little roach that saved both of our blushes and made us look awesome to our children, true fishermen with unbelievable amounts of skills!
With Jack bringing in the roach to no end it started to become apparent that this was very much a one-sided affair and I needed to catch something or forever be reminded by my children and Jack and his son that I was the only one to not catch.
BRRRINGGGGGGGGGGGGGG, my bite alarm screamed from out of nowhere and I was into a carp on the method feeder, after a short scrap and letting the children have a go as much as possible without wanting to lose the fish, we had landed the only carp of the day, Hooray everyone was happy!
So, with a few hours of getting the children out of our partners hair and having some fun fishing we decided it was time to call it a day before the weather took a turn for the worse. All in all a very success day, a few fish under our belts and looking like we actually know what we are doing to our children we went on our merry way.
So once again, thank you so much for reading the blog, we appreciate all the support as does everyone from the Essex Anglers team.
With the amount of rain we have had lashing down, it really does put you off Fishing, certainly put me off driving a fairly long way to try and catch some Tench, instead, I stayed at home, warm and dry, and when there was a break in the conditions had the short stroll to my little local pond which has been providing me plenty of fun and bites recently with the numbers of Fish in it, and definetly some true surprises.
My approach for fishing a small pond like this would normally be a light float setup, then fishing over micros with soft expanders or corn on the hook. However, I just used what I was going to go Tench Fishing with, which was a hybrid feeder, with a sweet berry groundbait mixed with micros and corn on the hook. Sure on a small pond, a few fish would fall to this sweet mix.
In the past from this pond, I have had hybrids, Carp to around 5-6lb, and seen even bigger at, a few doubles which is a shock! But these small ponds do throw odd shocks. They do have some crucian/goldfish hybrids too, which are always lovely fish to catch. And I’m sure there is other species in here I have no clue about.
My plan was only to spend an hour, maybe less here just between the rain as a way to get out and catch a few Fish. If I got one, I was happy, I setup, and had a short underarm chuck, and straight away a few fish where there with indications on my feeder straight away. Always a great sign!
From then, the tip went round in my first bite of the day, and I connected to the Fish! A small, perfect condition common carp.
The one thing I so often find with these little ponds, is the the fish are always in such beautiful condition, no damage on them at all, and they have the tendancy to be a bit scrapier than your usual little Carp too! Which really adds to it, especially on a light rod, these little Fish will try and dart into the reeds and snags and really make a go of it. Afterall, a lot of us grew up fishing these little ponds, catching fish like this, and it’s always fun to roll back the years and do it again. Especially if you do have venues like this on your doorstep.
Back to the action, well, it got a bit quiet, clearly the disruption from this guy had caused a few others to back off maybe, and it was a quiet 10-15 minute wait. And then the tip went round again, for another little energetic Carp. And again, another 15 minutes or so, I managed another one.
So, for under an hour, 3 little Carp, I was quite happy, and satisified the fishing bug for the day! And for a day where I was just on a quick run out, I can’t complain. However, next week, onto a change and hunting some more Tench!