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Heritage Is Important
(Top left) Simon at Horseshoe.
(Below left) Stuart Roper and me
fishing ‘The Brambles Swim’ Savay
Lake, mid-eighties.
(Bottom left) Me at Horseshoe.
(Top right) Trio from Marlborough
Pool including ‘Nelson’.
(Bottom right) Fishing Marlborough
Pool in the winter, late eighties.
joined Marlborough to try to catch a
bream! Luckily I caught my bream
fairly quickly in that summer of 1982,
and as is often the way with these
things, I actually went on to catch a
second one the same day I caught the
first.
I was soon to see things on Marlborough though, which would
change my fishing career forever.
Carp. I saw them leaping for the first
time, I saw them cruising for the first
time, and I saw carp anglers with their
strange “brolly camps” and multiple
rod setups. I just had to have some of
this. The most striking memory I have
of those days though is of the carp
“clooping” under and around the lily
pads that Marlborough had. This was
how I had my first encounter with
carp. I know I lost at least the first
couple I hooked on floating crust by
the pads; it could have been more
than that. There were only two swims
you could fish to the pads from, and
one was very tight. The fishing
method was simplicity itself; you
would bait up with matchbox-sized
pieces of crust, thrown as close as
possible to the pads and wait. Now
inevitably some of the pieces of crust
would fall on top of the pads, but this
didn’t seem to deter the carp. Soon
they would be “clooping”, and the
pads would rock as they tried to slurp
down every last tasty morsel they
could find under the safety of the
pads, and every now and again one
would pluck up the courage to come
out from under the pads and take the
floating bread. You had to try to cast
your free-lined crust as close as possible to the pads, and also try to target
an area that a carp was seen to be
working under. It was incredibly
exciting fishing, and it was mid-July
before I finally caught my first ever
carp. I caught it from about a rod
length out by the closest set of pads
on the whole lake. I remember it well;
I was lucky in that almost as soon as I
had arrived and put my gear down,
this fish was showing right in edge
and looked up for a crust. I literally
was able to plonk a piece of crust virtually on her head, and she turned and
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