It was Thursday 18th and I had done the previous night, that had passed quietly. Then at around 7am it sounded like someone had thrown a cow in off the snags, I missed the fish but see the aftermath, then as I admired the disturbance again, bosh, a big deep lightly scaled mirror said “morning”. I had a great view of it and was certain it was the mighty ‘Buggies’. Ten minutes went by and my right rod went into meltdown, and a powerful fish snagged me up. I was straight in the boat and when I got to the snag and could see a near 50lber wallowing in snag with my hook buried in its lip! My line had gone through the snag and the fish was the other side of the snag, and quickly I decided there was one thing for it, the un-graceful swoop. Things are never easy, my net broke at the spreader block and I had to manipulate Buggies into my net with no pole, thankfully it went well. I then flopped back in the boat with a sigh of relief and was proper charged by this one.
When it rains it pours, and I soon discovered that there wasn’t an oar in the boat, but I had the boat padlock in the boat and my rod and line… I threaded my line through the eyes of my rod and tied the padlock on, then cast it to the bank and wound myself and Buggies to safety. I then double bagged buggies in two nets in the edge of the swim. The funny thing was that I now had the biggest mirror in the pond in my net, and not one person on the lake had seen a thing!
I headed off to the van to get my camera and gave everyone there the courtesy nod as to what was sulking in my net. As you can imagine I was not short of volunteers to assist, which was great. There was around 7 of us there for photos, weighing and general taking the piss! Great times.
Buggies was looking big and turned the scales to 48lb 12 ounces. I was super-charged with this capture as I hadn’t expected to catch it. I got some epic photos and two ice cold buckets of lake water for my efforts. I then ventured up the local breakfast bar and treated everyone on the lake to a breakfast roll.
A few days later I repeated Sparkles again, and simply ‘flopped it back’ to minimise stress. By this time, we were getting close to spawning and the lake was ridiculously busy. On some nights I could not even get a swim, and the Coconut was caught before spawning, by Jon Mac at 54 plus. This spring it was not meant to be mine, but I could hardly complain with Buggies under my belt.
The evening before I caught Buggies I had a phone call from SR regarding a ticket on his syndicate, so it kind of happened all at once. Obviously, I couldn’t say no to the new ticket. I honestly didn’t think I’d ever get offered a chance to fish there because the locals don’t like ‘full timers’, ‘time bandits’ or anyone who pays the money and actually wants to fish.
In the end I decided to let Bayeswater be through the summer, as it’s like the Sahara Desert or as some call it ‘treeless’, so I was going to fish the new ticket through the hotter months.