Continued from Part 1… I arrived after work on a Tuesday afternoon. With the prime time on most waters being early morning I try and get in position the night before, so everything is set up and baited. Checking the wind on my weather app, it was all over the place, and I was guessing the fish would be in the central zone of the lake. Unfortunately, the first area I wanted to fish was taken, so I got back in the car and drove round to the other side.
I loaded my barrow up with everything, confident the area would be free as there were no car park here. As I leave my car out on the main road, I can’t risk leaving anything of any value in the car.
It’s very deep water, but the margins are shallow in places so I donned my chesties to cast the marker as it’s not easy from the bankside as there are no proper swims as such, and to cast correctly you need to wade out in the water due to overhanging trees. I slowly worked my way down the lake and found that the first three areas were solid weed and minimal features. The fourth area I waded into was very tight, but there was a deep gully at 40 yards range that felt good. Having found this area, I got one of my regular rods, with a lead and hook on it, off my barrow to cast around the marker to see how clear it really was. It felt good out there, but the ‘swim’ really was very tight and with a steep bank. Walking down the bank, I managed to find a safer access point to get to the water, that luckily also a little bit more room to cast. The wind was coming in at me, so I decided it would be a good starting point.
Time was getting on; I only had a couple of hours before dark as this whole swim finding process had taken over two hours. I rapidly got my three rods out, then spombed over the top, which often brings me a bite if I’m on fish. This took about an hour and then I set up camp, all the time watching the water intently.
It was nearly dark at this point, so just before my last recast, I reeled the rods in and went to move my car a bit closer. Then I realized how far I had pushed my barrow to find a swim as it took me nearly 30 minutes to get back to the car. Lucky for me there was a friendly farmer who let me park at the edge of a field about 200 yards from my spot. Perfect.