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swim fishless, so although it looked
promising I certainly wasn’t ‘counting
my chickens’. For my first night I
decided to fish one rod either side of
the weed, as the fish were obviously
patrolling through it. It looked good,
and I was half expecting some action,
but I awoke in the morning still fishless, despite some very savage liners
(?) and several fish lumping out at no
more than ten yards’ range. They
were very obviously still about, and I
clearly needed a new plan.
Having seen a few fish show to my
right in the little bay, I nipped round
and shinned a few feet up the willow
for a gander. I hadn’t been there for
long before I spied a short, fat stockie
of around 30lbs sneak under the Willow, and within the next few minutes
it was followed by several more. Now
this was obviously a chance, but
whilst fishing Wraysbury 1 through
that spring I’d seen a few bright yellow spots that looked like rock hard
clean areas from the boat, though
dropping a lead onto them revealed
them to be horribly slimy. Bait would
disappear into the gunge, and so they
were nowhere near as appealing as
they’d originally seemed. As I hadn’t
actually seen a fish drop down onto
the spot under the Willow, I was a little worried that the faint yellow glow
I could see may have been a similar
sludge.
Wanting to be certain I grabbed my
marker rod, and after waiting until I
was convinced that there were no fish
in the area, I leant out and lowered
my lead and float from the rod tip onto
the spot with the resulting reassuring
(Top left), Dendras, just in case!
(Top right) Worm rig.
(Right) Cyclops and Mouse brought
the luck.
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donk confirming it as very fishable
indeed. Unfortunately as I was
retrieving my float I noticed a carp
cruise in under the Willow and follow
it into the edge. Idiot, I thought to
myself, sure I’d blown the chance.
With that fish having obviously
noticed my less than subtle behaviour
and so, likely informed its companions, I felt that a boilie or corn hookbait would be treated with very
understandable suspicion. Luckily I
had with me a big tub of dendrobaenas, which I thought a much more
likely bait for rescuing such a scenario. Although the willow was only
around ten yards to my right and well
within my water, due to its trailing
branches drooping down to the surface it was an impossible cast to get
underneath it, so I reeled in both my
rods and took one stalking. I’d settled
on the worms as bait, but I was a little
worried that due to the large head of
eels and small perch I’d not only be
fishing for carp, though I still thought
a more selective bait could be the
final straw. I attached a new rig (20lb
X-line no-knotted to a Mugga with a
piece of silicone to form a line-aligner)
with half a worm on the hook and
scooped it out, dropping it under the
willow with a small handful of
chopped worms as loose feed.
I sat there for a while hoping that
they would return, but eventually I
decided that I’d be better off fishing
the spot from the Shoulders swim so
lifted the rig out and set about getting
it under the willow, via the two-rod
trick. This went relatively smoothly,
and soon I had the rig scooped (via
my faithful old ‘super scooper’) into
place with another handful of
chopped worms around it and a little
back lead finishing off the trap. Being
further away from the spot meant I
could relax a little and put the kettle

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