September Lake and the far end at last

For my regular readers who enjoy when I have a bad day , then your gonna love this.  September at the Lake can be a funny time of change to its winter coat ; but not this year the continuing nice weather is stretching out the fishing.

I virtually ran to my peg having drawn 14 at the Carpy end and also it being the golden peg.

  Had many a good pleasure session on this peg, but never drawn it in a match. Set up the method rod and a couple of wagglers one for up in the water and one on the bottom.  Two pole lines left and right one ground bait over maggot and the other micro pellet and meat over the top.

Nic too my left was preparing his meat and the match was just about to start.

For the second club match in a row I had Mark Russ to my right on the end peg

The match began and I fed the pole lines and then went across to the bull rushes for the Carp.  The tip whipped around and the first of several 10 oz puppy carp came to the net.  One hour in and I have a 3 pounder and Mark and Nic are starting to get twitchy at the lack of bites.

The pole lines have erupted in bubbles akin to those caused by eels , but there are no eels in the lake?  I decided to come of the feeding fish and try the pole/  Big mistake.  Several finicky roach bites and nothing of any size.

Mark has just lost a clonker at the net and left of Nic Will and Jimmy Broomham are now bagging.  Time to stop pissing around and get back on the rushes. Cast out only to catch the line around the tip breaking of the quiver tip end too eyes.  Bugger. After 15 minutes of piddling around  got going again and some how although I had clipped up, The line came out of the clip and the whole package sailed straight into the bed of reeds.

Whilst laughing and looking heavenwards the bait was taken and the resulting fish ploughed deeper in.  A straightened hook and a lost fish later I tackled up again and cast only for the line to get caught around the reel handle and the feeder cracking off and heading alone to the horizon and freedom.

Meanwhile Mark had lost another lump , hung three floats and two feeders in the trees opposite and yet finally hooked a good looking double. It pulled his black hydro for sometime before he nearly lost it under his peg and the peg to his right.

Finally he and not to my pleasure he gets it in and its over 10 pound

For the next 3 hours I fished like an idiot and lost fish after fish as did Mark.  I have to say I became quite perplexed as to how I was going to get these fish out of the rushes.  Fact is I wasn't prepared .  Having gone so long without drawing that end of the lake, I only had 5 lb line and hooks that were not man enough.  Poor admin was costing me dearly I should be fishing at least 8 lb line and Guru strong carp hooks.  I only have myself to blame.

 Whilst I was getting in the right place and actually hooking fish but they dived straight into the rushes and every time I lost them.  I became very despondent and my brain went and I started chasing swirls and bubbles anything for a bigger fish in open water.

Mark had lost more fish too but now had one out in open water and was inching it to the net.

Time was ticking away, Nic lost a section of pole in the Lake, Will had a couple of lumps and Jim was still bagging.  Me I awarded myself twat of the day for cocking up a good swim, and the match end was called.

Nic went in for the pole section

Nice Boxers Nic.  Lol.  Having recovered his section we started the weigh in and it was clear straight away my poor preparation and subsequent poor fishing had cost me.  I have been fishing really well and catching loads lately, so much so that I had become blase and thought I could just turn up and catch anywhere.  How wrong can one be.

Well done to all the others who did have a good day.  Jimmy for WINNING.  Mark for second but probably lost 25 lb plus as did I.

Also well done to our guest Robin Pearce, his 3 lb Chub helping him to a section win.