Carp Fishing – Hollybush Lakes – Day Ticket Campaigning

After having had the target fish that I wanted from Church Farm, it was time for me to move on and find a new venue to fish. I had a few options open to me, but one that caught my eye was Hollybush Lakes, a fishery steeped in so much carp fishing history. I had been told by a couple of people that I would love the place, so I excitedly sorted out some dates and got myself down there for my first session in a while.

The next couple of days were meant to be very hot, with average temperatures of about 30 degress, so not the best of conditions. Notwithstanding the forecast I stuck with it. As I arrived and saw the lake for the first time I instantly felt a buzz about the place. There are so many different marginal spots and islands for the fish to use and to hide out in, with big weed beds, shallow corners and islands.

As I thought, the fishing turned out to be very hard going, but I did manage to winkle one out on the floaters. The rig was tied with 12lb Zig Link with a size 8 Covert Dark Chod hook to 12lb GT-HD mainline. The fish was a known one called ‘Cluster’ which is one of the old Leneys that live in Holly Bush so I was absolutely over the moon with just the one fish.

The next session was a couple of weeks later. The weather had changed for the better and was perfect for some surface fishing again, so I made sure I had more than enough dog biscuits with me. I decided to fish a swim with plenty of water in front of me, hoping the fish were holding up just enjoying the sun. Hopefully, I would tempt a couple to take a few biscuits with the aim being that this would lead to the fish competing and hopefully giving me the opportunity to winkle one out.

The first thing I did when I arrived in the swim was get a big bed of dog biscuits out there that I had already soaked in a very fishy attractor we’d been given by Geoff at ABS, just to give them extra pulling power. It didn’t take long before there were a couple of fish taking but I wanted to get a few more in the area. I started seeing a more fish down along the left hand margin so I put in a couple pouchfulls of dog biscuits and almost instantly there was fish taking. As I had only put in a couple pouchfulls I decided to get a rig out quickly. The hookbait was a custom bait pop up that I glued to the chod hook.

With everything ready I cast past the fish and slowly reeled the hook bait back towards the bed of dog biscuits where they were feeding. It didn’t take long until I was into my first fish of the session. The fish powered off and went straight into a weed bed and then another weed bed, but finally I had a stunning scaly mirror in the bottom of my net. As I looked up the fish where competing over the remaining dog biscuits so I put a couple of spombs out while I was dealing with the fish in the net. The fish was over 23lb and was another known old warrior.

The fish had really started to compete now and I was confident of another one off the top. With shaky hands I made a new rig up and got the rod back out again. The fish were a bit weary around the hook bait so I decided to leave it for a bit but they were shying away from it. I reeled in the rig and trimmed the hook bait down even more and quickly got the rig back out to see if that made a change. It did! After only a minute of being out there I was into my second fish of the session and it wasn’t long until another lovely old looking mirror was in the bottom of my net. I got all the pictures done and slipped the fish back. After that action I got the rods out for the night. The night produced nothing, but I did have a few more out during the day off the top.

The next time that I went down was just for the day; mainly to just walk around with minimal gear and try to catch one or two off the top. The trip went well and I ended up with 3 fish up to 23lb+.

On one of my most recent sessions the weather was bang on for putting out some rods and setting traps on the bottom (something I haven’t down a lot on this venue). After leading around, I found 2 spots and put a kilo and a half of bait over each rod straight away – but having set the traps it wasn’t long before I reeled in as I had found a couple of fish milling around on the surface! I put out a couple of pouchfulls of biscuits and managed to nick a fish quickly, which was once again a lovely scaley mirror.

After that fish the others disappeared and it was time to get back to the main swim and see if there was any activity over the baited areas. As I arrived back to the swim there was fizzing all over the bait so I cast way over the fish and reeled the rig across the surface, back to where I was fishing, to prevent spooking the fish away. Nothing happened throughout the day so just before dark I put another half kilo out over each rod.

In the morning I had a small common, around the mid double mark. The rig I used was my usual hinged stiff rig using one of the super sharp (new) size 6 Covert Dark Incizor tied to 20lb Tripwire. As usual the boom was made with 25lb Ultra Skin and the leader was the nice supple Camflex Leadfree that was tied to 15lb GT-HD.

Nothing happened during the day and I couldn’t find anything on the top either(despite looking hard) so I decided to put another kilo out and get settled down for the night ahead. Later on the next morning the same thing happened; with a bite at around the same time as the previous morning. This one turned out to be slightly bigger than the first common. After a long hard battle the fish was safe and secure in my net. The fish was an upper double and I was over the moon. I put the rod back out and as I only had a couple hours left I put the rest of my bait out over that one rod – which was about a kilo.

After that fish it went very quiet so I reeled in and went to go find some fish on the top, but that plan failed as I couldn’t even see one fish milling about so I went back to the swim and fished the last couple of hours on the bottom. About 10 minutes after putting the rod out it screamed off and this fish felt big! It took about 30yards of line straight away and just wasn’t giving up. Eventually, I started to gain some line back and get control of the battle. The fish was starting to get very tired and it wasn’t long before she was just in front of me and as she rolled over I could see it was a lump and I reached as far as I could and I had the beast in my net!

After I got everything ready and hoisted her out and placed her on the mat. I carefully lifted the beauty up on the scales and it spun the needle round to over 32lb making it a new PB. To say that I was over the moon was an understatement. We got the pictures done and slipped her back and it was time to pack up. My dad came to pick me up and whilst I was packing away (the rods were the last thing packed away, naturally) suddenly the right hand rod roared of and I was into another fish. I got it over the cord of the net and this one weighed 23lb and now it really was time to go home.

Hollybush has been transformed into an amazing day ticket venue and is being well looked after by Stuart who is extremely passionate about the place. I really like angling there and look forward to the next time I get to wet a line there for the cracking carp live there…

Brandon Butler

Carp Fishing – A Lucky Chuck

A very lucky chuck and another chunk of a carp…

I can’t quite believe that I’m sat here tapping away on the old keyboard, starting another piece for the website. As you may have guessed already, inevitably it means that I have enjoyed some success at the Park Lake. I’m no angling hero – but I am fishing consistently and in tune with the lake so although it would be easy for me to ‘give it large’ please read this in eth context of a competent angler that can’t quite believe the run of fabulous fortune that I’m enjoying.

Right, so last time I wrote, I did a work night on Tuesday night. I set up in the ‘Up and Over’ in Bramble Bay, after seeing fish bubbling in Turtle Corner to the right of the swim. Naturally, I tend to always sling a rod up there; that or hope to pick the fish off as they come and go. I had liners all night, heard fish jump in the corner and couldn’t quite work out why I didn’t catch one.

To the car for 7 and off to work like normal I was timed out for the next 4 nights and didn’t have any intention of going fishing the next night but… But when I got home and really fancied going back to Pit 4. The lake was being a bitch, and I had done enough nights there since catching Tatty with NO success that it was starting to bug me…

Despite my success on Welly I found myself questioning my overnight approach of scattering boilies and fishing Ronnies on really long hooklinks (to combat the candyfloss and general weed). I arrived, walking on from the Hatches, and wandered around looking for a sign. I stood on ‘Homo-Point’ for ages and then noticed a fish bow waving towards No Carp bay so took a walk. As I crept into the swim I noticed a carpy swirl close in and soon saw half a dozen carp (and more) milling about in the bay.

So I ran and grabbed the barrow and cautiously flicked small leads and long links close in covering eth areas that fish were evident in… They didn’t do the normal ‘Houdini’ – but they did edge back a couple of rod lengths. This was good as normally they’d be long gone. I woke the next morning and saw a fish show in the same spots they were on the night before. It had been really warm (30C+ daytime and 17 at night) and they must have stayed all night.

As I reeled in my first rod a big fish jumped a couple of foot from where I had whipped the rod in from… SIGH… and then another rolled by the middle rod [shakes fist at world icon].

The next night – well I may have already had an inkling I wanted to fish, as I threw in a bit of bait when I left – I was straight back to No Carp after work but there was a Westerly breeze blowing in and the area didn’t feel right (and the ripple was hiding me being able to see anything that was there). So, in the absence of any other sightings I went round to Sam’s where I had seen a fish show that morning. A couple of liners and – nothing. Aaaarrrggghhhhh!

Sometimes you need to be realistic about work nights – and at the time a large proportion of bites on Pit 4 in areas I had fished were daytime (well after I would be gone and on way to work) so I decided to carry on but started to consider new areas that may be more viable for a night bite. That or just wait for night feeding to become more predominant as the nights draw in.

Either way not catching on 4 was starting to be irksome! Occasional pep talks (to myself) about location – location – location just weren’t helping… Sometimes you just have to carry on and fish.

In the meantime, after another day in work I popped home to ‘freshen up’ knowing it would mean a late arrival at Welly – but arriving after dark doesn’t worry me (I’m well practiced).

By the time I had delivered provisions to Kristian on the other side of the lake the full moon was above the trees and the NW wind was chugging into Animal Farm. Now the Welly carp often back off the wind, but this was glorious (but chilly) and as I was the last one down and the other swims I fancied were taken I was happy to do a night and re-assess in the morning.

I set 3 traps well of the tree line and heard a couple of subtle rolls and a whacker jump on the tree line to my left. It was so bright I couldn’t sleep until it clouded up at about 3AM on Saturday morning – and I was getting the odd bleep that I’m sure was a couple of big fish brushing the back leaded lines. The next morning I had a savage liner and then some twitches on the same rod. Maybe the resident crayfish were doing me, as I looked at the spot I thought I’d cast to I could see a couple of big clusters of bubbles to so I was certain I needed to leave the rods in place.

About 9:30, I decided to move to the Grassy as my specimen uber angling hero (Neil ‘The Fishing God’ Stephens) was leaving soon and I was really confident that there would be a chance of a bite from that area when the wind swung more northerly.

I packed the rods away last, leaving the left hand one till last. When I lifted the back lead I was horrified to see the line cut to the trees several rod lengths away from the spot I’d cast too! I went round and had a good look in eth back of the snags and saw no movement. When I was convinced there was nothing there I gave the rod the beans. Still nothing and I went and checked and still saw nothing in the woodwork, so that was that. I was truly GUTTED. Each and every loss on a water with the pedigree of Welly really stings!

When Neil departed from the Grassy (eventually) I didn’t delay in getting the rods out that were all wrapped up ready from the wait. A cast slightly too high saw one rig land in the Alcove tree (I’m blaming the Northerly that was from behind) and then the second rod did the same on the end of the island. FFS!

I redid them and the Alcove rod went in super sweet. It was dreamy… Then the longer rod on the end landed in a spot I didn’t think was possible to get too. It was the jammiest, luckiest, flukiest cast of the year and I turned round to Betty (Kris) and asked if he thought the line was caught up. He said it was in clean and even said something nice about the cast! I could see from the way the line was sinking back towards me that it was in there and I carefully added a Drop Out back lead and settled the lines – adding a larger Bug Indicator to make sure the drop backs would show better at the range (about 120 yards).

Zelda (aka Stotty), Betty (aka Kris)and I baited at the same time to try and minimise the grief off the birds – and it worked to a degree. Mainly because they concentrated on Kris for some reason! Ha ha…

All three rods had Ronnie’s and Carp Co Caviar and Cranberry pop ups on. I tend to fish with just a lead clip (no tubing etc) at range these days as it’s so subtle and I was really confident as I drifted off.

At 11:30 a series of bleeps heralded a drop back and I pickled the rod up and walked back just to make sure that I was drawing the fish away from any snags on the island. I heavy plodding fight (with the odd heavy powerful short run) lasted about 10 minutes and ended with a big back coming in over the net cord.

This was like a dream – and I’ll never tire of seeing these awe inspiring fish! I unhooked the fish (nailed on a Ronnie) and did all the zeroing slings and stuff with the fish folded in the net in the water. When I lifted here up she spun the needle on my nice new Reuben’s to just over 49! 49lb 4oz to be exact and Betty did the honours with my camera and we identified her as a big framed fish called ‘The Unknown’! Luckily this was another new one from the amazing A-team Welly big fish list. What a lake!

I packed up relatively early Sunday to go to the new Ikea in Theale – YAY – which was surprisingly fairly painless (all except for my wallet). When we got back I was Pit 4 bound as Alan and I were doing product videos Monday and I like to get out and try to get a fish (or at least put myself in with a chance) for the cameras. I think it portrays the company extremely positively if I can demonstrate the products and methods with a fish occasionally so used it as the perfect excuse to do my 6th night on the bounce! LOL.

I got to Pit 4 just gone 6 – so didn’t have loads of time to look – but still walked about till it was almost dark trying to spot a gift (a sign to react to). In the end all I saw was a couple of very subtle “maybe’s” out long off of one bank and I elected to set up there as it would offer good light for videoing the following day.

It was just light enough to see the first 2 rods go out, but it was pitch black by the time I got the third rod unzipped from my Hauling Rod Sleeve. Oh well. Casting in the dark is no different to casting in the light (as long as it’s not windy anyway).

In the end I elected to set traps with bait spodded over the rods rather than the normal scattering, and by the time all of the bait was spodded out it had been dark a couple of hours. This strategic decision was based on the fact I was sure I would have fish move through the area (based on observation of their movements most days) and I could leave the rods out whilst concentrating on doing a decent volume of video work with Alan…

One rod went in super sweet – thumping down in about 8ft of water – and I was hopeful of a bit. Just before dawn I woke to a steady run and cajoled a partially weeded fish from range all the way into the net with very little difficulty.

YES! A pit 4 fish at last… And the timing was spot on with the fish being temporarily retained for the arrival of Norma (Alan) a short while later when we did the shots and got her back. What a lovely common she was and consequently my head is now firmly in the clouds, sometimes a fish doesn’t need to be a monster to ‘light your fire’.

Before I had cast out I had shortened the booms, but I honestly don’t think the bite was because of a rig tweak which was really just to alleviate tangles at range – it was more likely I was simply in a night zone. We watched fizzers out there the next morning but didn’t get another bite (unsurprisingly really). It’s certainly an area I really fancy for this week – hence not naming the swim – and I may well bait it ready.

The nights are drawing in and casting in the daylight will certainly soon be a distant memory and the wife may well have to contend with me being at home a bit more often (and about time too – as she has already exhibited the patience of Jobe in the last few months)

What a year it’s been! I still can’t quite believe the quantity and the quality of fish I’ve caught. It’s been truly fantastic.

Carp Fishing – A Little Slice of Heaven – Lewis Read

An all too rare family holiday interrupted my overtly relentlessly/excessive angling for a couple of weeks in August – and you know what I thoroughly enjoyed every precious second spent with Sophie and TLSW. It was bloomin’ dreamy.

I personally ate about 10 goats worth of Feta and came back with a tan and felt utterly chipper after spending time with the girls. Funnily enough, on the first day we arrived at the holiday apartments I walked out to the pool and spied a guy reading an issue of Carpworld! Eh up. So when I did fancy a little natter about fishing I had an almost captive audience in the shape of an old Walthamstow stalwart Mick Howe – and what a treasure of a bloke he turned out to be. He’d fished loads of waters up around that part of the world and was right on the level. Just the job…

On the rare occasions that I let my mind wander to the world of fishing I had a slightly irksome niggling thought – that I would get back from holiday with the proverbial wind taken out my sails? Unfortunately, like most anglers, I find that I have to work pretty hard to stay in touch with the fish on my chosen venues and a couple of weeks away inevitably means ‘all change’ and starting from scratch. Fortunately I came back and soon got into the stride of things again. I’m just being very fortunate this year, obviously.

I did a speculative night in ‘the arm’, which is a long thin body of water that the fish use a lot to get away from the pressure on the main lake – and had fish fizzing all over the area in front of the swim. A couple of hours into dark and there were several almighty crashes and then all went silent as the fish left. On their way they gave Cheeky Chubby Charlie Hayes on the end of Boathouse a few bites and a magic night to remember.

Frustrated I came back for a work night and saw tell tale signs that there were fish in the little lake. This ended a bit tragically as I lost an extremely powerful fish the next morning and I was furious with myself for rushing in the dwindling light and not tying on Camflex leaders (I have since, and have not lost another fish in the same circumstances with them on).

I was straight back looking again the following evening and again saw encouraging signs so set up in the main swim in the little lake yet again. The rods had only been in a short while when the Nano Bug smacked up tight to my rod (locked up) and I drew a heavy fish away from the far side – a carp that battled like it was a beast! She turned out to be a nicely proportioned, clean looking Ghostie of 44lb. What a great way to start a work night, and it wasn’t even dark yet!

During the early hours the honey pot rod pulled up and I walked back up the slope drawing another weighty power house away from the sanctuary of the far bank bushes. Sweet lord; it’s more than a little worrying fishing for monsters in this situation, but the 18lb GT-HD and short leaders were more than a match and I could exert heavy steady pressure by walking back up the slope in order to control the fishes initial explosive pull.

The fight was savage, with an obviously large carp fighting on and on. This fish turned out to be something pretty spectacular! I netted what was obviously a Welly Whacker and saw the scaling of a monstrous girt common sat there, its huge back looking to big to be true! OMG.

I gave the lovely Darren Belton (aka Greg’s Girlfriend) a call and he popped round to give me a helping hand. I lifted the fish up and she settled spot on 50lb we umm’d and ahhh’d about which fish it was (and got it wrong at first!). In the end we settled on her being The Chinese Common! I’m blaming torchlight for the heinous mis-identification. I was really over the moon with this capture; as I had recently had a string of repeat captures and really was wondering what I had to do to catch a new one.

Just at dawn I lost a fish, and then with just one rod left and the odd bubble pinging to the surface around the hookbait, I was away again and a nice ‘little’ 27 mirror came battling to the net. Off to work and I had a great day, jubilant that things had fallen back into place.

The next time I was able to get back was the following week with Alan Stagg (Norma) as we planned to do some product focused videos for the Gardner YouTube channel. In the end this plan was amended slightly as I was fortunate to have a couple of bites for the camera that resulted in two smashing 30lb commons. It was a thrilling morning and I half expected to get another bite before Alan headed off after a long day filming clone rigs and the like.

As it turned out things settled down and my next action didn’t come until shortly after I had wound in and let Norma out the gate. I went back and put fresh hookbaits on 2 rigs (that were still super sharp) but the middle rod rig seemed a bit less than perfect so I simply looped one of the baited Clone rigs I’d tied for the camera and chucked it over to the far margin. The half a Caviar and Cranberry pop up balancing the trimmed hookbait to perfection (have a look at the video)…

An hour later that rod pulled violently – initiating one of the most unbelievably brutal battles I think I’ve ever had. The fish exploded under the overhang 60 yards away and I put the rod tip down and to the side applying absolute maximum pressure through the bucking SP. The clutch was locked up tight and I held onto the spool, yet still it ticked off a few mm of HD. The pressure I was applying was outrageous but everything held together! A ridiculous battle ended with another enormous gigantic common wobbling into the net with an astonished carper (me) literally in shell shock at what had just happened.

The clone rig/Covert Dark Incizor hadn’t moved a mm despite the pressure that was applied and it made a change to catch a carp on something other than a Ronnie! (Perverse as that may sound). The fish was mint and I called over to that nice man Geoff Bowers (fishing in the pads swim) that this was a BIG common. The popped round, escorted by Cheeky Chubby Charlie, and the pair helped out as we weighed, photographed and returned this astonishing creature. The carp was another one of the A Team, a fish called ‘The Small Tailed Common’ that weighed in at 48lb 4oz! True Welly Magic and I was once again justifiably ecstatic.

A return the following night saw another nice 30lb common banked, once again the Ronnie doing the job perfectly. My fabulous/fortuitous season rolled on and I have been blessed with a string of captures that simply bellies belief.

I’m certainly making the most of it – as an angler I’ve seen it time and time again, a lucky streak inevitably finishes some time, so I am necessarily ‘making hay whilst the sun shines’ by fishing as much as I can (read that as ’whilst the lovely wife lets me carry on fishing more nights than I am at home’)…

I’m off to welly in a few hours, it’s Friday as I write this and I am so excited! The way it should be…

Gardner Products Used

Carp Fishing – Etang de Pierre – Dave Gaskin

It was time for my annual pilgrimage to France, to try and have a relaxed ‘holiday’ whilst doing a spot of fishing – although the lure of catching a carp or two always seems to over ride my ability to be sociable!

The group I was angling with for the week left on the Friday morning to avoid the chaotic Bank Holiday scenes that were liable to hinder our journey; this meant that we could have a leisurely jaunt to the lake and be ready to setup in good time the following day. The travelling tactics were a blessing as we arrived ahead of schedule at the chiosen venue ‘Etang de Pierre’. This is a 25 acre lake sandwiched between wolf infested woods one side and the picturesque River Moselle on the other. To be honest it was a very surreal setting.

When we got there it was time for the exciting part – where we had a draw for swims. I carried on my fine form of drawing swims and was once again last out of the hat (making it two weeks in row!). However, I managed to secure a central swim which offered me access to a large gravel bar with a healthy amount of weed on in the centre of the lake. To be honest it was an obvious feature for the fish to hold up near.

In the days leading up to the trip I had prepared some hemp and French maize. I used this combination in conjunction with 15mm and 18mm CC Moore Pacific Tuna boilies and pre-prepared tigers in Talin sweetener.

The first morning really was a scorcher and as soon as the first rays of sun dappled the lakes still surface it was already unbearably toasty to say the least! I wanted to get some bait out on one spot (as close to the bar as possible) so I proceeded to spomb out 5kgs of boilie, hemp, maize and tigers.

I put all three rods out with a simple snowman rigs consisting 25lb Ultra Skin combined with size 4 Covert Dark Muggas – each rig lovingly baited with an 18mm glugged Tuna boilie joined to half a white pop-up on it. Then it was simply they case of sitting on my hands until the carp got in the mood to have a good feed.

Predictably the lake came alive as soon as the sun disappeared; it really was like switch had been turned and the fish started to roll over my baited area. After that it wasn’t long into the hours of darkness before my first bite came, a real teaser of a take that was one of those that was difficult to decipher if it was a liner or a crafty carp trying to shake out the hook! After ‘umming and ahhhing’ for a bit I decided to pick up the rod and I was into my first fish of the trip! Whatever the situation, it’s always a real buzz getting your first take on a new venue and knowing that there were some really big French hogs swimming about in this lake (to over 70lb) I understandably had a few butterflies whilst playing it. After a pretty dull scrap the first one was in the net and weighed 42lb; obviously it was an excellent start.

I was fishing at around 110 yards with all three rods on the one spot – with the three hook baits approximately three rod lengths apart, so knowing I had two more rods on the spot meant there was no need to recast the third again until it could be accurately done in the daylight. At first light I had a second take which was a lot more positive as I had a one toner squeaking away from the ATT box! This was another 40+ fish so it was an impressive average to start off with.

I repeated the baiting tactics but decided to leave out the hemp because I wasn’t convinced that any of it was reaching the bottom after observations in the margin of how quickly the swarms of small fish were hammering it. The new simple mix of boilies and maize was deposited on the spot again and like clockwork, as the sun bathed the lake all the fish activity once again went quiet and it was time to find some shady shelter for the day.

An unexpected surprise occurred during the afternoon when I one of the rods was away, playing the fish in the bright blue sky with sun beating down on me was a very sweaty task but the prize of a 38lb common was well worth it!

I had to make a slight adjustment to the rigs I was using because the hook holds on the three captures were quite delicate, this could have been due to the fish not moving and feeding hard in the high temperatures so I added a Gardner Hook Aligner to the lovely big Mugga to make the hook act even more aggressively and catch hold in the bottom lip slightly quicker.

Again within hours of the stars illuminating the sky the baited spot produced another fish; this time it was in the shape of a prehistoric looking beast with huge mirror scales on one side that spun the needle on my scales round to over 47lb. I’d never seen a carp with a scale pattern quite like it so I was very happy and being a unit was a bonus too! Predictably the first light bite occurred and a welcome 36lb common graced the folds of the net.

It was after this capture I knew I was doing the right thing because my friend (Gary the grasscarp) was doing the pics for me and noticed the mess that the fish had left all down my arm! I was covered in a pre-digested version of maize and Tuna boilies that confirmed that the spot was absolutely rocking.

This pattern of events really set the tone for whole week, as the warm weather continued. However, on the final night the blue wheel on the ATTs was illuminated one last time and my final gift from the lake was a brute of a common that weighed 48lb 12oz.

After working fairly hard all week in tricky conditions my final tally was 14 carp (7×30’s) (7×40’s) biggest mirror 47.4 and biggest common 48.12.

Blow Back Rig – size 4 Covert Dark Mugga, 25lb Ultra Skin Brown hooklink
Lead Clip System
3.5oz Distance Pear Lead
35lb Leadcore Leader
15lb GT-HD
Covert Hook Aligner

15mm Pacific Tuna
18mm Pacific Tuna
French Maize
Tigers in Talin
Hookbait – 18mm tuna tipped with fake maize

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