Arriving at the fishery in glorious spring sunshine I was hoping to get back in the same swim, unfortunately it was taken, but with a plethora of other pegs available I was soon finding a spot and baiting it up. I didn’t have as long a trip as the previous session, so baited lightly in the hope I could keep fish visiting the area regularly and pick them off one at a time.
Despite what I would consider good conditions and fish rolling literally everywhere it was a relatively quiet session. Just after dark a rogue pike took my worm hookbait and led me a merry dance before being landed and released.
Just after 1:30AM one of the rods let out a single bleep but nothing materialised so I buried myself back in my sleeping back and thought nothing of it. Next thing I knew all hell had broken loose and I was stood, barely awake playing what I initially thought was a lively carp. After an intense but short battle I was looking down at a tench, that to the uneducated looked every ounce a double. It wasn’t quite that big, but at 9lb 6oz it was a new PB and a rather respectable one at that. Quickly getting some self takes done I released her to fight another day and popped the kettle on.
The rest of the night passed quietly, and I awoke to a stunning sunrise and carp launching themselves out of the water every few seconds. I always carry a carp rod with me when going to the Linear complex, so I soon had a solid bag flying out to the area where most of the carp were jumping and rolling.