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Diary of a Carp Addict
a 30, which would have been great,
but Dave kept saying, “No, it’s a
big’un.” How big, I wondered, but as I
lifted the fish out I knew it was a
chunk. I lifted the scales for Dave to
read, and he started saying the words,
(Top left) My swim in Bramble Bay.
(Top right) She looked massive in the
(Below) At 34.8, thanks for your help
“40… 40… 41lb.” I just couldn’t
believe it; I double-checked, and we
settled on 41lb. Well how do you react
to that? I felt like swimming a lap of
the lake, but thought better of it. I
called up Rick again; he could not
believe it, and once he came round he
confirmed the fish as the Dark One. I
was ecstatic – a brace of 40s, and on
the new bait! This was a dream
surely. Well, the lads went back to
their swims, and I ran the battery out
on my phone and was on top of the
world – I had only just caught Horton’s Shoulders a little while before as
Around lunchtime Dave came back
round, and whilst we were chatting
the right hand rod was away. Dave
reeled in my left hand rod, as I did not
want to catch that one again. This
fish went deep into the weedbed, and
slowly I would draw the fish out, but
every time it went back in again. I


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