

I don’t mind peg 9, but it is a strange one. On this peg there is no inside bank cover as such. There are no reeds, no overhanging trees or shrubs and no irregular bank features, and yet the carp will come in as close as you like. They stir up the mud and give their positions away like they don’t have a care in the world. And when they show up, they come in great numbers. You just have to wait for them and fill in your time doing something else. So, today, I set up a method feeder rod for fishing right over. I also set up a rig for fishing at 9 metres on the deck. I intended to attack this line with paste and if that didn’t work, I had pellets and corn as backup.
Well, I didn’t have to wait long for a bite. A 2lb plus skimbo had snaffled the bait and shot out of the water like a Polaris missile, shedding the hook as it became airborne. Then over the next 2 hours I faffed about with paste, corn and pellet but had very few bites, leading to just 2 carp in the net. I had noticed a lot of carp moving around in the upper layers and so I did try slapping a pellet for a while but got no interest in that. Mindful of how quickly the time was passing, I decided to target the margins for the remainder of the session. It was a slow start with just one foul hooker on the left after 20 minutes, but then it finally got going.
Okay, so when you draw a bad peg all you can do is go through the motions and hope for the best. With carp very unlikely from my peg, I had to target the silvers and so out came my trusty 4.5 metre whip. For the pole, I decided on 2 lines, both at 9 metres in 5.5 feet of water, where I would hopefully catch a few skimbos. I would use the same rig, which comprised a 0.50-gram (4×16) Chianti-bodied float and a size 18 hook to a 0.11 hooklength. I had corn, paste and maggles for hookbait. Groundbait choice was my usual Power Scopex laced with micros.
Well, I spent the next 4 hours struggling to put a few bites together. Then a quick look down the edge, on the off-chance, saw me tangling with a carp, but it was foul-hooked and didn’t stay on for long. When I went back out onto the 9-metre line again, I couldn’t get another bite, and so I spent the last hour completely biteless. So, getting it wrong on the day was something I kind of alluded to earlier and I defo got it wrong today.
I had a nice clear chuck to the island and so a method feeder was set up without hesitation. I also set up a rig for fishing out in front at 9 metres. This was my paste line with pellet as backup. However, my main approach was to be the margins and especially my right-hand edge, which was all of 12 inches deep, sloping away. My left-hand edge was a bit too deep at just over 3 feet, but I still intended to give it a go. My first job was to do a bit of gardening by clearing some overhanging vegetation on my right, so that I could get a good clear view along the whole of the edge. My left-hand edge was lined with reeds and I had to remove some of those too, so that I could get my rig into an area that I could see without the reeds wafting about in front of me.
There must have been a carp there waiting for me as I had a fish on straight away, but it was a hefty double and used all its power and weight to good advantage, heading for, and finally burying itself in the reed bed to my left. I did get another one soon after, but I had noticed that Liam and Nick were now catching with impunity! FFS! I was kicking ass just an hour earlier and now these guys were beginning to eclipse all my efforts. At that point, I should have chucked out the method feeder as all my lines had gone quiet, but oh no… I just persevered on my right-hand edge and that cost me dearly. I did manage to get 2 small carp from my paste line before foul-hooking a few that were up in the water.
So, we had 17 anglers in attendance with both lakes in use once again. Having just fished in a charity match here a week before, I was still mindful of my poor performance on George’s Lake and so this time I hoped I was much better prepared. I thought a noted carp peg would be nice today, but it wasn’t to be. I drew peg 13 on George’s Lake, which is another peg I didn’t fancy. It’s probably a little better than peg 15, which I drew last week but not by much and silvers would have to be the main target once again. However, there was a little silver lining… Jason had drawn peg 15, so I thought I might be able to take a quid off him today… LOL!
I also lost a carp that was foul-hooked in the tail. That took up 15 minutes of my time and it ploughed through my swim several times, which unsettled the skimbos for a while. Meanwhile, over on peg 1, Kev Murch was having it all his own way, landing multiple doubles and completely bossing the match. That’s why it would have been pointless going for carp from my peg. Well, time rolled on and at the all-out stage, I thought I had about 10lbs. I did tell Jason I had about 4lbs just to wind him up because he’s never truthful about his estimated catches, this time saying he had about 6lbs. That usually means he has like 10lbs or more. When it came to the weigh-in, Kev Murch had obviously run away with it. He finished up with 155-14-0 and could have had a lot more. In second place on George’s Lake was Steve Sewell, once again the bridesmaid… LOL with 61-10-0. In third place was Tony Welsby with 29-10-0 and I managed a top silvers win with 14-02-0.
Over on Margaret’s Lake, the top bender was Pete Watkins with 76-05-0, most of which was caught in the last hour close in. In second place was Andy “Mr Whiteacres” Brookman with 44-01-0 and finally Tony Cook managed to pick up a little wonga with a 43-09-0 catch. (Bet you’re glad you came now, Tony). The top silvers prize went to the silvers maestro himself, Mike “Silver Fox” Nicholls with 28-11-0. Well done mate!