Last week, I only managed to get out fishing once for the afternoon. I thought the conditions were perfect, a warm wind, low pressure, and a temperature of about 14 degrees.
After dropping my dad off at Heathrow airport, I headed to my local park lake for a quick session. Upon arriving at 2 and talking to a couple of other anglers including the bailiff Graham, it became apparent that the fish weren’t feeding. Only a couple of fish had been caught all morning and all but one swim was occupied. Apparently someone had been fishing the last swim available just half an hour before I arrived too.
I pushed my barrow over to the only free swim on the lake and prepared my rods. It was a swim tucked away in the corner which only commanded a small amount of water. Thankfully, I had large overhanging and fallen trees either side of me which gave me options to place my rods.
I decided to fish one rod on a Ronnie claw rig with an 11mm Pink Secret Sauce pop-up. I placed this rig and a large handful of11mm Gods Gift boilies by the overhanging tree to my right with my baiting pole. On my other rod, I fished a small solid pva made up of crushed Gods Gift boilies, pellet and I used a 15mm secret sauce wafter on the hook.
My rods had been in the water for about an hour and the fishing showed no sign of picking up. A few people around the lake had packed up and I was thinking about doing the same. My mum was at my nans doing some gardening and I called her to ask if she could pick me up on her way back. Seconds after she picked up the phone, I had a bite on my right hand rod. It was fish on! It put up a decent fight for its size. I got some photos and slipped it back.
I called my mum back and explained to her what had happened. I decided that I would stick it out for a while longer and asked her to pick me up at around 7.
Around the lake, other people seemed to be catching too. I noticed one angler a few swims down had a double take and was playing a fish for quite a while. I was thinking of re-doing the rods so I reeled in and took a walk over. He’d caught two lovely commons, the biggest being mid doubles. He said that he thought it was a 20 the way it was fighting! He said both fish came from using his bait boat to get tight under the island.
I headed back to my swim and re-did my rods. Just after, I got a call from my friend Jack. He was catfishing on the opposite bank and had just caught something special. Luckily, I had my camera with me so brought my rods in again and headed round. When I got there, I was expecting to see a huge catfish. Instead there was a fat carp sitting on his landing mat. It was his new PB and weighed in at 21lb 10 oz. We got some fantastic photos and I let Jack borrow my waders so that we could get some water shots.
After chatting, it became apparent that Jack thought that he was hooked into a catfish too. The carp had taken 3 14mm halibut pellets intended for a catfish and fought exceptionally hard too. It was a well deserved PB even though it came by accident. Jack’s really been putting the hours in over at that lake over the last year.
I headed back to my swim with a couple of hours to go before my mum was going to pick me up. Unfortunately, the rest of the evening passed uneventfully. Even though I only had the one, it was more than I expected when I first arrived and to see one of my closest mates catch a new PB was fantastic.