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One Run And Out
was more than happy to just have the
rods out for the first night on the lake.
The night was uneventful, other than
the occasional liner, and although
there was the odd fish cruising about
in the morning a change to zigs failed
to produce, and so ended the first session, fishless.
The next session had the same outcome with the only event of interest
being the local ‘traveller folk’ taking to
the club boat and nearly taking out
my rods as they didn’t see me tucked
away on the Railway Bank. They then
got into an argument with another
angler and proceeded to sink said
boat, so that put a stop to any action
that night. I went to bed with the
right hump and was off first thing in
the morning. I did see a lovely carp
known as the Sandy Fish laid up in
some thick marginal snags in the top
corner, easily recognisable by its light
colouration and its considerable size.
Being marginally over the 30lb mark it
was definitely one of the A-Team.
I was down for another night
within a few days and fished a peg
where I could get closest to the snags
where I had previously seen the
(Top left) Snag ears proved to be an
essential part of the kit.
Top right) The dense snags provided
an interesting opportunity to observe
the carp.
(Right) It was the ever-faithful chod
rigs that were ultimately successful.
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Sandy Fish, but in reality I knew that I
was onto a loser, as I got out the car to
hear music blasting out, and as I got
to the lake it became clear that our
boat sinking friends had decided to
throw a rave on the far bank. I even
bumped into another angler who was
packing up, moaning that it had been
going on all day. I did get set up hoping that it would end in a few hours,
but as it was getting dark and the
music was still going strong, more folk
were turning up to join in, and in the
end I packed down and went home. I
had had enough of it and didn’t end
up going back that season. It is amaz-
ing how time dulls the pain, and after
getting frustrated with how busy my
main target water was, with summer
into full swing and the banks only
getting even more crowded it seemed
a perfect time to have a dabble for
that old linear.
On my first session back I was
lucky enough to turn up to see a local
angler landing a couple of fish off the
surface. They weren’t any of the real
biggies, but whilst taking the pictures
you couldn’t help but notice how dark
and stunning they were, so I left him
to it, congratulating him on a fine
piece of angling and left to get myself

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