The day was quiet so I reeled in late morning and did a few laps and found that a lot of the weed had broken up in the wind and rain during the night, and it had starting to gather in front of the boathouse. I had had a few bites and was quite happy to stay put for the last night. That evening I helped Wiggy walk his gear to the car and we were saying how I had been a bit unlucky, catching so many smaller fish, and hopefully I would catch a 30lb’er that night.
Once again at around the magic 4AM time ,my middle rod signalled a steady take and it was clear from the start that this one was a better fish. After a slow steady fight, and after extracting it from a couple of weed beds, I landed what was clearly a better fish. I put the waders on and lay the mat in the water next to the net and unhooked and sacked up a better fish, but to be honest I was not expecting it to be as big as it was. I made myself a tea and sent Wiggy a message, saying that the 30lber was in the bag!
At around 8.30 I noticed Wayne was down at the boathouse talking to Chris, so I strolled down and asked if he could do some pictures. Wayne asked what I had caught and I cheerily said a mirror, nearer 35 than 30. With that both Wayne and Chris made their way up to my swim and we had a brew while I got everything sorted. I lifted the fish onto the mat out in the water and they hoisted her up. The scales span round to 41lb 6oz! I was in shock; I didn’t think at any point that I had captured a 40lber. We took some water shots and let a carp known as ‘No Name’ swim off between the weed, back into its watery home.