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ing circles. I wonder if the guys who
staked out the aforementioned
angler’s swim in the dark realised that
they were totally destroying their
chance of catching a carp whilst they
stood furtively in the dark. But, hey,
with a remote receiver they could
have left the rods out whilst they
went on their night time manoeuvres.
Now there’s a thought...
Just get over it and get on with
your angling, for God’s sake – you’re
all starting to sound like American
politicians who have nothing sensible
to say so just spend millions of dollars
slagging off the other guy – very productive. Anyway, I must rush off for a
second and move my truck off that
double yellow.
Let us move on, shall we, and talk of
people who because of, in spite of, or
just never doing any rule breaking
have actually been going about the
task of catching a few carp, whilst the
rest of humanity moan about them.
We might as well start with one of
the aforementioned – my old mate
Laney. He really is like Peter Pan, this
fella; he still thinks he’s 18 years old
so thinks nothing of moving half a
dozen times in a day in search of carp,
and can still scamper to the top of a
tree like a capuchin monkey. He’s
been concentrating his efforts on a
60-acre Northants pit this year, in pursuit of a leather carp that went fifty
last year. His weekly updates to me
normally involved tales of walking his
gear to one side of the pit, only to see
the fish on the other side, so back he’d
go and, invariably, would have one in
the net within an hour or so. I was sitting with Sir Pete a couple of weeks
ago when my phone went off, and
there was Laney. ‘I’ve ‘ad ‘im!’ he
declared, and I just smiled then said,
‘Well of course you have. What took
you so long?’ In the space of 24 hours
he banked the three biggest carp in
the lake, culminating in the stunning
45lb leather. The run from that was
‘frightening’ and he doubts he’s ever
seen the spool spinning faster. The
other two were a 37lb common and a
37lb Italian, but he reckons he’s never
caught anything like that leather, and
you can see why. Well done, me old
Not far away from Dave, Tony Gibson was tackling another big
Northants pit and was equally as successful as Dave – his 45-pounder
being a beautiful common. The lake is
known to hold no more than a dozen
old originals, with the newer stock
fish being more plentiful, so selecting
one of those old ‘uns is quite tricky.
But not for Tony because prior to
catching the common he caught one
of the old mirrors of 35lb. Tony is no
stranger to big fish, having twice held
the barbel record, but this common
(Top) The Mother of all carp for
Wayne Albion. (Photo courtesy of
(Left) A long walk to success for
Micky French. (Photo courtesy of

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