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In Search Of Monster Carp
ing this swim, and I tell you what, the
amount of work they were putting in
was unbelievable. I thought to myself,
bloody hell, they must know something here. It took them a few weekends to make this swim. The season
started, and I don’t know whether
they fished or not, and I don’t know
where I was, but I know when I went
round there and the water had
cleared and gone down a bit, there
was a great big tree out in the front of
this swim, so they obviously didn’t do
t h e i r h o m e w o r k ! I d o n ’t k n o w
whether they caught anything or not
– I can’t remember.
Someone said to me that the fish
h a d g o n e f r o m L i t t l e Ye o v e n e y
through to the big lake at the back,
and I thought nah, I don’t believe that.
The following year I thought to
myself, I don’t know, I’ll have a look
round at the other Yeoveney. I walked
this stream or ditch that they said the
fish had gone up, and it was half dried
up, and I though no, there’s no way
they could go through into this other
lake. I knew this other lake; they had
only just finished digging and landscaping it. I thought to myself, it was
a nice day, I’ll have a walk round, so I
went walking round, and I saw a carp,
and then I saw a frogman; a bloke diving and swimming. I had a chat with
him, and asked if he’d seen anything,
and he said “Oh, I’ve seen one or two,
but there’s a lot of these flea things
about.” He meant daphnia, and it was
absolutely black with them, well, pink
– it was unbelievable; I’ve never seen
so much. Anyway, I walked round
with Kenny, and we saw a fish that
we put at around the 30lb mark. I said
to Ken, “It’ll be worth coming over
here.” So we walked round a few
times in the closed season, and we
only ever saw one or two fish, but we
thought it would be a good place to
have a go; it was peaceful and quiet,
and you never know what might be in
there. Anyway, I think we had been on
Longfield for the start, for the first
couple of weeks or whatever, and we
decided to go across the road onto
Yeoveney. So we found a place to
park, and we decided to fish near
where we had seen this 30lb’er,
halfway up the lake. As it happened,
there were a couple of nice bars out in
front of us, and if I remember rightly,
there were a couple of old willows
that had fallen down, but were still
growing. We bivvied up in amongst
the branches so we were hidden, and
no one could see us. That first night, I
had an 18lb’er, as black as the ace of
spades, on sweet corn if I remember
rightly, and I thought bloody hell, this
is alright.
About a week later we went back
and Kenny had one at 20lb something,
which turned out to be the fish they
called Shoulders – of course they didn’t have names then, but it was definitely that fish. So we thought this
was great, and we carried on fishing
there, but we didn’t see much at all.
(Top) 70’s setup.
(Left) Kenny with a Longfield


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