I was awoken at 4.30AM, just as it was brightening up, by a drop back that quickly picked back up and turned in to a melting take. I lifted into the fish and shouted to try and wake both the lads, so one of them could bring the fish in, however as much as I tried, I couldn’t wake them so ended up netting a lovely 24lb 6oz mirror for myself. After waking the lads and having a quick snap with the fish I got the rod back out and topped up the spot with another six Spombs, hopeful that another bite may be on the cards. Unfortunately that was our only bite of the morning with the fish clearly back in Josh’s swim we decided to spend the day searching for a chance again, but it seemed everyone had the same idea so all we managed to do was wear ourselves out in the heat of the sun!
After dinner we returned to our swim for the final night and got everything sorted but decided to change one of the long rods over to a zig set just off of the baited area. It was a bloody good decision as no more than five minutes later the 6ft zig, fished with a small piece of yellow foam was in absolute meltdown. Lennon was first at the scene and took over the rod to commence battle with another angry Horseshoe carp. The fish put up a brilliant account for itself at long range and I was convinced that he was about to break his PB again – should we get it in the net! I’m glad to say that everything went to plan, and a lovely dark Horseshoe original rolled in to the net first time of asking. My suspicions were also confirmed when we weighed the fish at a new PB weight for Lennon of 22lb 12oz, and to say he was buzzing would be the understatement of the year!
After rolling off some pictures and returning the fish the zig rod went back out and another rod was switched over to a zig too, but that was to be the last of our action despite my best efforts that final night.
I stayed up fairly late that night, regularly recasting the rods and topping up with a few Spombs periodically, hoping we could get one more bite so Ben could also land a second fish. Sadly, it wasn’t to be, but we packed up the following day having had another brilliant year at carp camp. The lads had both managed to land new personal bests, but more importantly they had learnt lots to take away with them to apply to their own angling and were already better anglers than when they arrived. Junior Carp Camp really is a brilliant event put on by the Carp Society each year for the youngsters and everyone involved in making it happen year after year really do deserve a pat on the back.
It’s back to the grind on Rockford for me now, and as they have spawned hopefully, they might let their guard down a little more as they look to replenish lost weight and energy. Fingers crossed!