I planned a two night trip to my new water, which had been a tricky of late. I decided to ditch the particle approach as I had blanked for six nights and try a boilie approach. I put my faith back in the hand of my favourite Dynamite Monster Tiger Nut boilies. I found a couple of lovely spots and presented my hookbaits with little disturbance. At 1am I received a very fast take in the pouring rain, which I could not under control. My clutch was set a little lose which enabled the fish to build up some speed and gain sanctuary of a thick weed bed, the fish actually flat roded me on two occasions and the last one unfortunately popped the hook. I was gutted, but after doing six blank nights with corn, tigers and hemp I had managed a bite.

I introduced about ½ kilo of mixed sized Monster Tiger Nut boilies to each area. My rig consisted of a length green Gardner 15lb Trickster Heavy and a size 10 Covert Incizor with a piece of shrink tube to form a big curve. My hookbait it was a critically balanced 15mm hookbait made by cutting a Dynamite Monster Tiger Nut pop-up and shelf life bottom bait in half to make a critically balanced hookbait.
Once I had got the rods out, I put the kettle on and soon the night was drawing in. I retired around 11.30pm and set the alarm for 2am to see if there were any signs of fish activity. I woke at 2am and made a tea, I stayed awake till 2.45am and with no signs, I soon got back in the bag and reset the alarm for 5am.
At 6.30am, I was on my third tea of the morning when I noticed a fish poke its head out in the corner. I focused my attention on this area and decided if I saw one more then I was going to move. It didn’t take long until I saw another was spotted, so I reeled the rods in and raced round to secure the swim.

After a couple of hours I started to receive liners and there was the odd sign that there were fish about. I got my head down after dinner as I was due home early. I slept soundly until my alarm on my phone told me it was 4.30pm and I would have to pack away shortly. I was lying on my bedchair and I could not believe nothing had happened, when the middle rod bleeped twice and the bobbin pulled up tight. I put my boots on and went to investigate, the line was tight and clutch was just starting to click away gently. I had learnt a lesson with the lost fish, so my clutch was reasonably tight. As I picked up the rod I bent into a nice resistance and it was moving slowly and hadn’t been able to build up speed, but was kiting to my left on its way to a snaggy corner. I was a little worried after losing what would have been my first carp from my new water, so I gingerly applied side strain and had to put my rod tip under water to avoid the overhanging trees. I coaxed the fish out in front of me and noticed the lead had ejected which helps in weedy waters. The fish rose in front of me and I steered her into the waiting net and she went in first time.

Tight Lines Peter







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