FREE LINE 03 - Page 93

The Magic of Redmire
(Left) The most famous view in carp
(Below) Carl with his scaly mirror.
with a simple bag of pellets on each. I
was just tying up my first bag when
the first rod received a few bleeps. I
didn’t take much notice, putting it
down to the moorhens in front of the
swim, but a few seconds later it was
bleeping again. Even as the bobbin
rose to the top, I continued filling my
mesh bag with pellets, refusing to
believe that I could have a bite so
soon. After all, this was just 40 minutes into my first session on Redmire!
However, as the rod tip started to pull
round towards the dam wall, it was
obvious that it was indeed a bite, and
I was soon bent into an unseen resistance. The fight was unspectacular; in
fact I wasn’t even sure that it was a
carp at all, and half suspected an eel
to be the culprit until it neared the
net. It was then that I saw the unmistakable form of a carp glide by. I actually missed it with the net on my first
attempt. My nerve had completely
g o n e, b u t s e c o n d t i m e r o u n d I
scooped him up, and it was over!
Emotion and relief swept over me,
and I shouted at the top of my voice.
The guys came to lend a hand, and
were almost as excited as I was. It
was a real character of a common
with no pelvic fins, weighing in at
14lb 8oz. It may not be the biggest
fish that I’ve ever caught, but it will
probably always be my favourite, my
first fish from Redmire. There was lots
of patting of backs and shaking of
hands; it was as if I’d just broken the
British record, and it was great to
share it with other Redmire enthusiasts.
That rod didn’t make it back out
that night, as it was too dark; in fact
I’ve never fished anywhere so dark.
As I’d had such a long and shattering
day, I wasn’t surprised to sleep in
until 7.45 the following morning. Nor-


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