Throughout the year I was steadily catching, mostly from Goose, that by now had firmly become my favourite swim on the lake! There used to be a lot of friendly banter about me being in Goose, but at that time if it was empty, I would be in there like a shot!
It was the end of July, and I turned up to find Goose was occupied by a another member so I walked over to have a look in the Finger Arm, and as I had a little peak in this long narrow bay I could see that there was a few carp milling about right up at the top of the arm.
After putting the rods out on Friday afternoon, I was hoping the fish that were present would move back down the arm, moving over my traps. Where I had seen the fish earlier is a sanctuary for them as you can’t fish for them due to it being too high risk. Sometimes they would stay down there for weeks!
Friday night went by without any action, but after quietly walking down at first light, to see if the fish were still tucked in the safe area down the bottom of the arm, I was relieved to se that they were still there. Armed with this knowledge I elected to stay put and leave the rods be and sit and wait for them to visit maybe.
Throughout the day I kept seeing the fish come closer, inching towards my areas. Saturday night went by without success, but the fish were very active, boshing out regularly during the night, so I was hoping that Sunday morning would be the time I would finally find myself doing battle with one.
Sunday went by very quickly, probably because I was still seeing the fish milling about, which is always exciting. Not long after 5PM the right rod bobbin dropped back a little bit and then I saw the GT-HD line just starting to pick up! Finally, I was away, and the fish went bloody crazy. Eventually, I manage to coax the fish within a few rod lengths when it suddenly hit the surface. Straight away I knew it was The Linear, and my knees were knocking as my bottle was well tested – and then it went mental again! After 10 minutes or so I had her under control again, finally teasing her into the net and just stared at her in the net. To be honest I was speechless and a bit emotional. I left her safely in the net and sat on my bedchair and calmed myself down a bit and to myself that’s her ticked off the list. We popped her on the scales, and she went 44lb, which was a decent summer weight for this fish. We did the pictures, treated her and we popped her back. That meant that I now only had 3 more of the A-team left to catch! The 2018 season was an enjoyable one on the park lake, with great carp and good friends.