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In Search of Monster Carp
ones. I was fishing there, and Nigel
Sharp was in the Dog Leg, and he
absolutely ripped the lake apart. We
were noticing was they were going
between Nigel and me every morning,
and one morning I had them on me
for probably an hour and 20 minutes,
fizzing up over both rods, but I just
could not get a take for love nor
money. I stayed in there practically all
summer and it just wasn’t happening.
They were eating the bait, because
people were coming in after me, three
days after, fishing the areas I’d been
baiting, and they were having fish.
I’m going to do a big jump here
now… That was the summer, but
come September, I still hadn’t had a
bite. It doesn’t get me down, because
the way I try to look at everything,
especially now, is that I try to make
everything a positive; you can only
learn. I decided to come down one
Sunday night, and I walked round to
the Bar swim. I looked at the whole
top end; the Dog Leg end and the
Hump end, and it just looked barren –
there was no weed. I walked round to
the Bar swim; John Elmer had been
fishing in there, and he’d been fortunate enough to have two fish. He
asked me, “Where do you fancy?” I
said, “To be honest with you John, I
fancy here – not because you’ve had
the fish, but because it’s the only area
with weed,” and he said, “Jump in.”
So I set up in the Bars, and I only
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had a night. Here’s another thing: I’ve
looked through my diary, and I’ve
done better on this lake on one-night
sessions. So, I got in there, and I had a
good mark up. It’s never really bothered me, marking up on the lake. I
mean, sometimes I can thrash it to a
foam, and the way I look at it, if they
want to be there, they’ll be there, plus
it’s a small lake, so they move off, with
a flick of the tail, and then they’re
back again. They’ve definitely got a
route they like to take; they go down
the bottom end in the evenings, and
then they come back up this end,
w h i c h i s t h e D o g L e g e n d, a n d
they’ve done that all the time I’ve
been on there.
So I set up in the Bars, and I marked
up for ages, as it was quite heavy
weed. It’s the only part of the lake
that had the weed and there were little holes. Getting on the spot was
fine; I found that within fifteen minutes, but the only problem I had was
getting the line down, which was my
main concern. So I got the weed rake
out, made a couple of channels, and I
managed to get the line down. As the
line was dropping, I was managing to
flick the line round the other
weedbed, and I also put putty up the
line above the leadcore so I could get
it to drop. I stayed up quite late, but I
didn’t see a bubble. I didn’t see or
hear anything on the whole lake, and
t h a t ’s t h e b e a u t y o f t h i s l a k e –
because it’s so small, if anything
jumps up one end, you can hear it.
In the morning, I had a visitor; John
came in to see me. We were having a
cup of tea, and we were talking all
things carpy, and I told him I hadn’t
seen a thing. With that he looked at
my line, and said, “You’ve got a take.”
There was no sound from the buzzer,
but I fish really slack lines, so he’d
seen the line pick up. Straight away, I
picked the rod up, pulled into it, and I
knew then it was a good fish. It
started to pull and take line off me, but
I managed to get it under control, and
when it was about 25yds out, it
dropped the lead, and then suddenly
it came up. When I say dropped the
lead; I use choddies, and I just tie
them on with 4lb line, which makes a
big difference. As soon as you get the
take, they hit the weed, the 4lb line
snaps, and it lifts the fish up. They
normally come straight up to the surface, and as soon as this happened I
saw the lump on its side, and I knew
it was Clover. The knees went, even
though I’ve been fishing for all these
years, and all I said to John was, “Net
it.” It was 20yds out, and he looked at
me as if to say, “There’s something
wrong with you,” but thank god I got
that in. That was the 20th September,
and I’d waited all that time, but to me
The Pug at 34lb 10oz, caught on the
new Grange.

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