Those of you kind folk following me will know, it’s not been all beer and skittles of late. Broken rods, broken top kits, and pole sections taking a deadly swim. So when you get a bit of luck, you just have to feel its because you’ve paid your dues, as the American fishing writer John Gierach says!
When Wednesday of this week came, I’d groundbait mixed from the night before and all baits and bits prepared. The idea was to fish the swim feeder until evening, then hit those margin beasts. But as is my lame luck, I discovered the 11′ Tri-Cast feeder had transformed itself into the little light float rod, my Preston Supera 3-10 grams. So I had little choice but to fish over the bait with a waggler. (so pleased I did in the end) Fortunately, I’d not put the ground bait too far out, maybe 20 meters, it was a mix of two quality Sonus ground baits with chopped worm, casters, hemp and corn. All soaked overnight in the hemp juice from cooking.
16 lb fish taken on light float tackle while silver fishing?
I set up a 2.5 gram S/C float with a strung shotting towards the bottom end, as the strong tow was right to left. This was 6 number eight shot, and 2 number elevens on the 20′ hook link 14 Kazain hook. Swim was about six foot plus and past the slope. I’d arrived at the lake in the late morning, and as we still had that bloody cold wind, choose a swim with the wind off my back. Lucky I did, as this made casting easy, and I kept warm all day.
I intended to cast every few minutes, and fire casters over the top until the fish arrived. Just maybe 20/30 every cast, in the hope for a better roach or perch off the bottom later. But it was the bream that got to the bait first, all male’s with spawning barnacles on the nose of every one of them. I took maybe a dozen such fish before it happened, this fish was different? At first I thought it was a massive bream, as it just sat there, doing nothing much, then it started to move, then run. With a 5lb main line and 3lb bottom I did not expect to land such big fish, but the Preston Supera rod had other idea’s. This little 13′ rod, as thin as a pencil, played the giant like a violin (with the help of a finely set clutch on the reel.) Twenty minutes later I landed a stunning 16lb carp, much to my surprise if I’m honest, what a wonderful little rod, truly.
I took a few more bream during the session, then at 3 pm set about preparing for the late afternoon margin session, and those big carp. I run a little 6oz sea lead with spikes on, over the swim and removed a few twigs from recent bank-side cuttings. Found a nice clear spot, and baited with two handfuls of hemp, and ten large cubes of luncheon meat. Had a drink, sat back, and rested as my lower back, as it was very sore by now. After about 30 minutes I dropped the 4×10 float in and had a fish bow wave off in panic, not a great start. But from them on I managed to get a few things right, and landed another four doubles, best 15lb and 2 fish scraping 9lb+.
Mouth of a double figure carp, big ain’t it?
Just as I was leaving, packing up, I heard a Cuckoo calling. It must the first one I’ve heard in 5/6 years. Apparently they only call ‘Cuckoo’ in the mating season, not not a lot of people know that!
I drove home elated, not just for the best session this season, but I’d been a hero and landed a big fish on such light tackle, last week that fish would have come off ha, ha? I’m thinking of trying the lift method in the margins next trip, and will take both the feeder but also my power waggler, just in case?
After thought. I made the best of a bad situation today rod wise. I chose the best swim for the conditions. I fished well, sometimes I know I don’t always do that if I’m honest. After all its never the fishes fault you don’t catch, it’s the operator thats at error.