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A Season Home And Away
I
was fortunate enough to have
the chance to fish at Etang de
Flores just before the season
started. I was due to go out
with five others for a week,
18th – 25th March, but nearer
the time the party had dropped to four
due to personal commitments. Flores
is situated in northwest France, a
short way from Le Mans, and is a
comfortable and straightforward four
and a half hours’ drive from Calais. I
was travelling with my best buddy
Scot and he arrived at mine bang on
time to load the good old Volvo with
all our tackle and bait for the week.
We set off on good time for our 08:15
ferry crossing and all things being
equal we planned to be at Flores at
about 15:30. We had a smooth run
down to Dover and checked in with a
little spare time too. Now time to get
the headlights legal for France and
cue the good old camo duck tape. I
never bother with those expensive
purpose-made jobbies and cut my
own.
The crossing was a smooth one;
Scot and I spoke about tactics for the
week ahead over a cup of coffee and
before we knew it announcements
were being made to return to our
vehicles. Down to the deck and
returning to the car I was shouted at
by one of the deck staff, “Here, now,
here!” “What, mate? I’m just going to
my car.” “No, no please behind the
yellow line, please sir,” in his French
accent. “You have to wait a little
moment here.” Little did we realise
that we were on a raised ramp type
deck and we had to wait for the cars
beneath us to go before we were lowered. We stood there waiting and
admiring a pair of old MG cars whose
owners were taking them to a classic
car show at Arras. Next thing Scot
was pointing and laughing his head
off as the ramp lowered. “Ha ha ha ha!
Look at those cars smacking into
each other.” “Mate, that’s my car!”
The plank behind me had failed to put
his handbrake on, and also failed to
leave it in gear too! Luckily for me, but
not for the front of his Escort, I have a
tow bar that took the brunt of the
impact and the good old Volvo was
none the wiser.
We arrived at Flores on schedule
without any more incidents and had a
warm welcome from bailiffs Helen
and Colin. We had a quick cold beer, a
walk around and then drew for
swims. Flores is 12 acres, has 12 purpose built swims with electricity
points and Wi-Fi available all around
(Above) It was cold but we were
catching!
(Below) Mick’s Flores 40lb 4oz.
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