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The Frozen North
Jamie with Big Lyn, early spring.
enough to fish. I decided this area
was my best bet for the right hand
rod, and found similar areas in the 8ft
channel for my middle and left hand
The first session was, I think
around 15th of November, it was
about 10-12 degrees, overcast, and a
steady southwesterly was blowing
into the right hand bay on the Point
swim – perfect, I thought. I flicked the
rods out with ease, the left and middle
on just standard bottom baits with
three-bait stringers, and the right
The chunky frame of Sam at 31lb 8oz. 7th night of campaign.
hand rod in the bay on the 6ft spot
was just a single. I decided to put a
few half-spods of freebies over the
right hand bay rod, which was done
fairly haphazardly to be fair, trying to
dodge the ravenous swan that kept
trying to eat the baits out of the spod
each time it landed. I hadn’t bothered
with a marker; I just chucked the rod
out then quickly fired the spod into
the rings left by the lead, and clipped
up. It was that time of year where you
really can notice the transition from
summer to winter. The swan in question was obviously really hungry due
to the lack of anglers on the lake
recently; the weed had died off to
beyond his neck reach in a lot of
places, and where he could reach the
weed he’d probably grazed the living
daylights out of already anyway. To
save him eating my freebies from the
spod, I invited him over with a few
small handfuls of bait that he was
well happy with. He’s a bit of a legend
this swan, and goes by the name of
Bitt. I’m not sure why, but I do know
he’s been on the lake for over ten
years; he’s hard as nails, and sees off
any intruding swans quickly and violently. In wildfowl terms he is the Don
Corleone of the lake. I’ve always
found that if you give him a few baits


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