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as the sun was up and it was a lot
milder than what we had been used
to during the previous few weeks.
After a couple of laps, and looking in a
few known areas, I had spotted a few
smaller carp, but decided not to fish
just for the three fish I had seen, as
they tend to spook very easily on
Sandhurst in the edge, and it’s always
more productive when the fish get in
the margin spots in numbers. After
having a quick chat with a couple of
mates on the complex, I got back to
the swim and the rods were out.
Around 6pm my left hand rod rattled
off, but after a spirited fight in and
around the net, the hook pulled. As I
was tying on a new rig the right hand
rod was away, I was soon playing
another carp, and it wasn’t long
before a nice looking 22lb mirror was
in the net. The evening passed with
another couple of 20’s, and I was
thinking of a good night’s sleep, as
the previous nights had not produced
anything. How wrong I was, as in the
early hours of the morning I had a
couple of bleeps on the right hand
rod, which then pulled tight. At first I
thought that it was a bream, which is
the usual occurrence after this type of
bite on Sandhurst. When I lifted into
the rod, it still felt as if I was attached
to a bream, and I was just winding in
with little resistance. As it got closer
to the bank, it started to kite to my
right, and I realised it must be a carp,
but I still thought it was not of any
size. After almost no fight at all, and a
few splashes in the margins, I netted
what I would have said was only a
double or 20 if I had lost it. I got my
head torch, shone it down into my
net, and could not believe what was
lying in the bottom. I just wondered
first off how it managed to come in
that easily.
After being shocked by the sheer
size, I could tell straight away it was
the one I wanted, and made a quick
call to my dad, who I made jump
when I woke him up with such
excitement to tell him what I had netted. Between us we lifted the fish
carefully onto the mat, and I knew it
was a lump and going to be a good
weight. When I unhooked the fish, all
I could think about was how big it
was going to be, and I was oblivious
to what everyone else was saying to
me. We lifted the fish into the sling,
and onto the tripod to be weighed.
The needle spun past 30 with ease,
and settled on 40lb 4oz. I could not
(Top) 28lb common caught only feet
from the bank.
(Left) Dropping the baits out.


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