On from that session the hot summer continued and so did the floater fishing. I wasn’t catching anything of any size but I was enjoying that form of fishing which to me is important. During one of my floater sessions I bumped into a mate and while we was chatting he mentioned how I seem to catch big fish from other venues fairly quickly, so I explained how a lot of it’s down to observation and preparation before actually fishing. He seemed to understand and said that maybe my run of small fish seemed to have come to an end. Well I certainly hoped so and when the weather changed I hoped I’d be able to continue that form.
On from that I did a few sessions on a lake I’ll be targeting early this year. The scenario is a bit like I did last year, before going on the big pit. Those few sessions were uneventful in terms of carp, but once again I learned and have been hatching my plans ready for this Spring (2019).
I may well have continued with that water for a few more sessions but I got distracted by a “quick overnighter” social back down at Frimley. Well, funnily enough, it turned out to be unsociable as the two lads I was to be fishing with fancied an area which I didn’t so I went and fished a known big fish area that held form for the time of year, located on the opposite bank.
To be honest I wasn’t really feeling it and actually nearly went home after not seeing anything after repeatedly lapping the lake for a few hours. Part of me just wanted a good night’s sleep as I was going to Devon the following day. Anyway I ended up putting the rods out, scattered some baits around each D-rig and I simply settled down for an unsociable nights fishing, while the others had a laugh on the far bank.
Literally, just an hour into that session I lost a good fish due to my own stupidness! Dumping a lead near a snag. I had the fish on for a while, but the fish won and disgorged itself on the woodwork. Once that rod was out and fishing again I had a couple of beers and then got my head down for the night. About 1.30AM I received a massive liner on one of the open water rods. This had me up and with the heart rate increased suddenly I struggled to get back to sleep. As the clock was ticking I could hear and see carp showing in front of me and although things were looking ‘cock on’ for a bite I was trying to get back to sleep. I was struggling with, as I was rehearsing in my head what I had to do the following day and the harder I seemed to try to sleep the less I seemed able to doze off.