There are times when we all sit fishing for carp with an element of doubt as to whether we are in the right areas, or the weather conditions are as we would like them, or even as to whether the fish are “on the munch” or not? There are also times for me personally when I don’t always feel like making the effort, be it due to work or family commitments; however it is usually the times when I push myself to get out on the bank that I reap the rewards for my efforts. I had a particular session recently when the above applied and after landing three fish including a 31lb 12oz common I felt that my efforts had indeed been rewarded.
After a week of twelve hour shifts and extra days doing overtime I finally persuaded myself that an overnight session after work might be worth a go despite feeling knackered. Wednesday was to be my last day “on shift” so I got up early and sorted my kit and loaded it into the car ready for an overnighter when I finished work at 6 p.m. The last two hours at work really dragged, but as soon as the clock hit six I was out of there and heading over to my syndicate water at a rate of knots.
I knew I only had about 45 minutes of daylight in which to set up and I had also arranged to meet a good friend of mine, Ryan Bull at the lake as we hadn’t done a night together for a while. On arrival there was a light breeze blowing and it was still unusually warm for the time of year, I decided to do something I wouldn’t usually do and on arrival rather than have a good look round just opted for a swim just down from where Ryan was fishing with the view to sharing a bottle of red once set-up and settled.

The first of my three rods was cast about two rod lengths from the edge of a bush which hangs out into the water along an area we call the railway bank, with around 200 i40 Red freebies scattered loosely around the area. Early season you can get tight to the bush but as the weed grows you need to cast a bit further out which for me isn’t a problem as you are fishing on a nice smooth bottom and an area where I have taken a lot of fish from at this time of year. My second rod was cast around 60yds across the lake to some overhanging willows; the bottom here is again of a smooth nature but rather than being a mixture of clay and gravel it is quite silty. I quickly marked my line so that I could clip up and hit the spot again should I get a take in the night and then once again added around 200 freebies to the area.It was to be the second time I had used my new Sonik SK4 rods and the third of these was cast about 120yds to a silty area at the back of a gravel bar. Once I was happy with the spot I was on, I put around 200 i40 Red boilies on the area using my Gardner Skorpion Stick.
Although I wouldn’t normally just drop into a swim like I had, I was happy with all three spots and quietly confident that I would have a take in the night. I quickly set up my bivvy and bedchair and then headed for Ryan’s swim next door armed with my receiver, chair and a bottle of Merlot! Ryan had kindly picked us up some dinner and we sat until almost midnight putting the world to rights over some grub and a glass of red. Although we hadn’t yet had a take it had been an enjoyable evening but after a 12hr shift that day I decided it was time to get into bed. I wished Ryan all the best for the night and headed off to my swim.

How wrong could I be?

With both fish safely in the net I got my sling, scales and camera ready for weighing and photographing the fish. As I lifted the common out of the water I could tell it was a decent fish and would almost certainly hit the thirty-pound barrier. I was proven right and once on the scales she went a satisfying 31lb 12oz, not a bad fish considering the “crap” conditions!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


It always amazes me how anything can happen at any time when we are carp fishing so next time you perhaps don’t feel like heading off fishing, make the effort and if the conditions maybe don’t favour your style of fishing or venue stick with it because anything can happen and I’m sure my latest session won’t be the first or the last time I am taught this valuable lesson!
Until next time – tight lines.
Rich “Fat bloke” Adams ( Team Gardner Tackle)






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