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A Full Moon Cracker!
changing things. By one o’clock all
rods were out, the Profile was up, the
kettle was on, and it was time to relax
for a few hours.
I must have nodded off, because
the next thing I heard was the
screaming of a Delkim, and as I ran
towards the rods I noticed it was the
left rod down in the corner that was
away. The fish was stripping line off
the spool trying to reach the sanctuary of a thick weedbed, but on connecting with it I realised that it wasn’t
one of the bigger fish in the lake, and
soon had it under control and heading
towards the waiting net. Once in the
net, I noticed that I had caught this
one before; it was a fish known as Little Giggsy, and weighed a little over
19lb. I slipped it back, and then set
about getting the rod sorted and
waded back out to the spot. As I was
wading back out to lower the rig, I
was amazed to notice a couple of fish
swimming around me, with one even
brushing up against me! Even with
me continuing to place the rig down
in position, the fish stayed by me and
didn’t spook at all.
Once things were sorted, I climbed
a tree that extends out over the corner of the lake to take a look and see
if there were still fish in the vicinity.
There were a few fish milling about
the corner, and one of them I’m sure
was the fish known as Big Girl. The
sad thing was though that I could see
quite clearly that she was trailing a
rig, and had obviously recently been
lost. I sat up in the tree for around an
hour, and what I saw amazed me. Big
Girl was brushing herself along the
lakebed, trying to get rid of the rig, but
what really amazed me was the fact
that as I sat there, I witnessed three
other fish come up to Big Girl and try
to assist in her losing what was hanging out of her mouth. They were all
bumping into and brushing up
against her, and pushing her into the
reeds. In the end all the commotion
caused the water to cloud up, and I
lost sight of them, but I couldn’t get
over how the group of fish were acting. Who says carp are not intelligent,
(Top) The almost full moon on the
night of the 40!
(Right) The view looking out into the
lake. The two trees together in the
centre of the picture marks the spot.
I think all the commotion scuppered any chances of any further
action. In fact from that area nothing
else happened for me fish wise for the
rest of the session. A few of us, (Chilly,
Milky, and me) had a bit of a social
evening on the Tuesday night where
we consumed a few bottles of red
wine (too many), resulting in me
going off to bed that night a little the
worse for wear. A good night was had
by all though, and Chilly managed to
bag himself Baby Tango the following
morning, despite his thick head.
I packed up on the Wednesday
lunchtime, as I had arranged to call
into the Nash HQ and see Keith Jones
who was doing some tests on some of
the new products that are in the
pipeline. Keith was testing these up
on Kevin’s top lake, and ten minutes
into our chat one of his rods was
away. After a short scrap I netted a
cracking looking 40lb-plus mirror for
him. There are some real stunning fish
in the lake, and it’s good that new
products that are being developed
can be tested out in private without
the risk of anything getting leaked out
to other companies. Once the fish
was returned, I stayed for around an
hour chatting, then bid Keith farewell
and headed home.
It was now the start of September,
and I was thinking that the Cleverley
carp would now be looking to get
their heads now for their pre-winter
munch. I couldn’t help still thinking
about catching myself a 40lb common, and Cleverley doesn’t contain
one. Although it does have a 41lb-plus
ornamental carp, which is a cracking
looking fish, it’s not a true common,
and therefore if I wanted to catch one
I needed to look elsewhere. Luke had
told me of a lake not a million miles
away that had a common in it that
had done 40 a couple of times now.
This fish hadn’t been out since the
early part of the year; it could possibly
be 42lb-plus, and it was a good-looking fish too. He also showed me a picture of the fish, and it was as he said,
a cracking looking fish. I liked the
sound of this, and a couple of days
later I was walking round the place
with a view to obtaining a ticket if I
liked it. My other option of the Snake
Pit was no longer an option, as Jim
Shelley had just had the big common
from there, so with that in mind I
bought a ticket for the other place.
The lake is a gravel pit of around
approximately five and a half acres,
with a two-rod limit up until October,
then three after that, and it’s run as a
club with mixed species in, including
some huge tench. The carp stock is
around 100 fish, mostly doubles and
20’s with a couple of 30’s and the big
common. There are 23 swims, and


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