Last Of The Year

Well, with the Christmas Festivities out of the way I was really looking forward to getting out of the house! Which is why, after a few warmer days I was disappointed to find upon arrival that both of the lakes were still frozen solid! And my ice breaker was at home....




With 19 people booked in the decision was taken to spread out the pegs over the two lakes, using the pegs that would be easier to free up. Six pegs went on to lake one and eleven pegs on lake two - the others went home, poofs!




Some carp were visible in the reeds pegs on the old lake, and only one peg was in there so that's the one everyone wanted, but I didn't get it! I instead drew peg 67 on the old lake, in what would be the open water, except it had about an inch and a quarter of ice over it! I decided that trying to break the ice far enough out to catch a carp was a no-no, as I'd need to break out to at least 13m to have a realistic chance. Although I thought some pegs still would produce a carp I decided the only real hope I had of catching was fishing for small roach at 4m, just past the very sparse stick ups in the edge. One rig was all I put up, a 4x12 DC11 float which I'd changed the tip to a plastic one. Mainline was .12 to a .10 hook link and a 20 B611, depth was just over 4ft. A soft 10 latex is still the softest lakky I had so that was used, and I hoped would give me half a chance with a carp if I should be fortunate to hook one.




With the delayed start (for ice breaking) the four hour match started very slow, with the first hour just giving me just 7 tiny roach. To cut a long story short it picked up a bit and by the end of the match I had finished on exactly 70 roach. During the day I found that it was better to fish a touch over depth (unusual for small roach I thought) and that it was best to feed just very small amounts of bait before fishing it out. Trying away from the bait would pick up odd fish again while I waited for them to settle. The biggest fish I had was one fish about 2oz (most were a lot smaller!) and my 70 fish went 1lb 14oz, beaten for first on the lake by 2oz! (3lb was by far the best on lake 1) If I hadn't have stopped twice to talk on the phone to a mate pike fishing, and had I had a lighter lakky I almost certainly would have won. I did have one bigger roach that I went to swing not realising the size and it fell of. At a good 4-5oz it would have won me the match, and had I been using a more suitable lakky I probably wouldn't have lost it... Must shuffle my lakky's round to make a top kit available for tiddler snatching should I need to again!




So, the year finished as I started it match fishing wise - snatching tiny roach through an ice hole!
Thinking back over the it's been a strange one for me really, on the plus side I won the individual winter league, and I also set a new open match record on lake one. On the negative side though I've had just as many 'should have done betters' as I had good days and I've perhaps struggled for the proper consistency that I've had in previous years. Looking back through my match record for the year tells me I've had 9 wins from 46 matches, which is as near as dammit one win in every five matches. Not too bad I suppose but a couple of the frame places could have been turned in to 1st's and a few times I've come home thinking I'd not done the peg justice. So my aims for next year are simple - to try and turn the should have done better days in to days where I feel I've done okay (or better) from the peg. Holding on to the winter league title would be nice too! I'll certainly try my hardest....




Last of all I'd like to wish you all a Happy New Year, and I'll see you all next year!

Sunday 20th December

Snow - it looks great in pictures and on cards, but is a nightmare for anything else! Predictably both lakes at Westside were frozen over but with a small turnout and the ice being a little thinner on lake 1 that's where the match was held. After the rigmarole of the ice breaking (and the death of my ice breaker, again!) pegs 11 to 18 were in the bag. I really wanted one of the lower numbers as that's where the roach tend to shoal up, a much more reliable target than carp I imagined. Typically I was as far away as it was possible to get on the day, with peg 18 in my hand. Normally a good draw but not when the carp probably wouldn't play ball.

As I started to plumb up it became apparent that the peg was freezing up again. At the time 14.5m was as far as I could reach but with no real depth difference than at 13m I fished there as it would be longer before the ice reached it! I also had a swim at 6m slightly to the right for later where it was a touch deeper. I have to be honest I wasn't really prepared for a bits match, the lightest elastic I had was a 10! With prospect of just catching 'wasp' perch I wasn't really fussed too much as you don't bump them! In the 5ft of water I had I used a 4x14 chianti on .12 mainline with a .10 hook link to an 18 B611, the lightest gear I had with me. I did put up a shorter rig in case I could get closer to the island later although I wasn't optimistic.

To cut a long story short I had 15 tiny perch, mostly from the 13m line although I did have a couple shorter. The longer I could leave the swim without clearing the ice the more bites I had, but the last two hours I was having to clear the lines every 20 minutes and so the bites went!

Predictably the first two pegs had roach, with 4lb 10oz winning and 2lb 7oz 2nd. My 'wasp nest' catch of 7oz was good enough for 3rd and took the fastest losers £7 from those that put there £1 in as the attendance wasn't large enough for the golden peg to go in.

I'll finish up by wishing those you you reading this a happy Christmas, especially to those among you I class as friends, and, just in case I don't fish next week a happy New Year too!

Sunday 13th December

There was the predictable poor post Christmas match turn out this week, probably due to other Christmas matches and possibly due to the weather! Yep it's definitely cold now (and due to get colder in the week) Still, with a little bit more room it should make catching some fish easier. At the draw I fancied either peg 62 or 72. The first is the current form peg (that in 35+ matches on the venue I've never drawn!) and 72 was the only reeds peg in. I didn't manage to draw them though although I wasn't too disappointed with peg 42 as it has steady winter form.

First up was a rig to fish at about 12m on the pole, this was a 4x14 Preston chianti on .125 line to a 16 B611 on a soft 12 latex. I also put up a shallow rig to try over this line (3ft deep in 5ft of water) with the same line and hook as the other rig and a smaller float of the same pattern, using grey hydro. In recent weeks a few fish had been caught in the margins of this peg next to a few straggly reeds to the right so I put two rigs up for here; a deck rig with a 4x12 Preston somo and a shallow rig with a 4x10 Preston black. Elastic, line and hooks were the same for both with 13h lakky and 16 B611's at either end of the rig. Lastly I put up a bomb rod to fish past the pole line, 6lb mainline with a free running 1/3rd oz Guru square pear lead on this, with a Korum quick change bead and a variety of different length hook links for it.

On the whistle the long line was fed with a tiny pinch of hemp with a few casters while the margin got the same but with three grains of corn too. I decided to try the lead first so a couple of punches if bread found there way out. No joy after quarter of an hour led me to try a single grain of corn. My optimism was lifted by a liner after a few minutes but nudging towards the hour mark the next three casts had produced nothing so I decided to try dropping on the pole line where I'd been flicking a few casters with the catty. This proved to be fruitless and the cold north-easterly breeze had nowpicked up, blowing right in at me. Brrrrr!

To cut the next few hours down a bit, nothing happened! With two hours to go only peg 62 had caught a carp (just one) and nobody I could see had even had a bite. Even the batteries in my little radio packed up as they were that bored, so no footie either! I'd tried everything but it just seemed that nothing was there. With just over an hour and a half left I had another liner, just as I was getting up to move about! Nothing came of it and the next cast on corn was dispatched just to the left of where the last drop went. I decided to try putting a smaller hook on the 12m line to fish just maggot but as I was tying an 18 on the tip yanked round! I rather gingerly played in a very sluggish common of about 3lb that wouldn't have been felt any colder if it just taken out of a freezer!

Nothing came on the next drop so I tried the pole again, both at 12m and in the edge but couldn't even get a bite from a roach on single maggot. Just as I went back on the bomb and single corn peg 72 opposite hooked their first fish- a brown goldfish. With an hour to go and totally out of the blue the rod went again and a minute later the twin of the first fish was in the net. I had hopes of the last hour producing a few but the only thing that happened was a cold rain shower that lowered the temperature just a bit more. Very shortly before the end peg 72 hooked another fish, this time a carp but it looked small.

Packing up it turned out that only three people had caught carp, with peg 62 having three. The weigh in was nice and quick as only four people troubled the scales, Peg 62 won with 10lb 13oz, I managed 2nd with 6lb 13oz with 3lb 14oz 3rd. Nine ounces of tiny roach was good enough for 4th! I'd expected the day to be tough but I didn't think it would be that much of a struggle. The strangest thing is that on hard days I'd have picked punch to be the banker bait but it just hasn't gone lately and corn is producing the bites, well, what few of them I'm getting! Looking at the weather forecast for the week I'm not that sure things will be any better next week, but here's hoping they are!

Fur And Feather - Sunday 6th December

I have to admit I was looking forward the the Christmas match, I'd even had a good rig making session during the week! I had two preferences for where I wanted to draw - preferably on lake 2 as it's fishing better and secondly a peg with a bit of room as hopefully the fish would move there with 23 people on each lake. I should have really known that I'd draw lake 1 though, simply because it's the only lake I've drawn on in the Christmas match!

I wasn't overly happy with the peg I'd drawn (9) as it's not often in, plus it's sat back meaning you can't reach the island with the pole as it's about 20m wide. Some people did say about catching lumps in the edge in the bay area to my left, citing that it produced some in the summer - obviously they didn't realise it's not summer!

First out of the bag was the lead rod, my trusty 10ft puddle chucker coupled with a small Daiwa front drag reel with 6lb mainline. Terminal gear was a 1/3rd oz Guru square lead with a range of different hook lengths on .15 powerline. Hooks were 18's for corn and 16's for punch. Two pole rigs were put up, the first for the deeper water at about 9m in just over 6ft of water. With no wind a 4 x14 Prston chianti was the float with .12 line to a 17 B711 hook. Lakky was a soft 12 latex. The second rig was for about 9m down the margins between the remains of two lilly beds. I had about three and a half foot of water on the slope here and the rig was a bit heavier with a 16 B611 to .14 line and a 13 Hollo elastic. Float was a 4 x 12 Preston somo.

On the whistle the track line was fed with a small pinch of hemp and a few casters, while I planned to flick casters here with a catty every now and then hoping that if nothing else I could get a roach or two here ( I wasn't that confident about catching a carp!) The margin got the same but with a few grains of corn added before the bomb rig was baited with a couple of punches of bread and cast about a meter and a half off the island in about four feet of water. I have to say I nearly fell of my box with surprise when I had a liner after only a minute or two, but nothing came of it. The first hour's monotony was only broken when I decided to cup a few more casters along the margin as the four casts after that, trying both corn and bread punch produced nothing else, and dropping tighter was fruitless too.

An hour and a quarter in and I was just contemplating trying the track line when I had another liner on the bomb. Hoping that odd fish may move in front of me into the quieter un-fed area I sat it out without recasting but no more signs of fish showed. At this point the only activity I'd seen was the angler on peg 11 to my left catching odd small roach and the angler to my right potting half cup-fulls of bait in every twenty minutes! I slipped a grain of corn on the track rig and gave that a try. No sooner had the bait settled than I had a sharp 'dig' on the float but I missed it! No no indications followed on corn so suspecting the knock was a roach I buried the hook in to a caster. After five minutes, just as I was thinking about coming off the line the float plinked then slowly sank away. Expecting a small fish I was surprised when the lift was met with three feet of latex coming out of the pole! The fish then moved off to my right and just as it reached the edge of my peg what felt a heavy fish pulled off. I didn't swear.... much. A new (and bigger hook, a 16 B611) went on but another ten minutes gave no more so I topped up both the pole lines and went back on the bomb.

The first go back across was on punch and while this was out I decided to make a tiny pva bag up with about a dozen 3mm green Swim-stim pellets and eight maggots in it. This was dispatched over with a single grain of corn after trying the punch for fifteen minutes. It hadn't been out for that long before the rod pulled, dropped slack. It then pulled again before sharply pinging back again. I picked the rod up fully expecting a fish to be on and couldn't believe that there wasn't! Nothing on the next chuck on corn so I tried punch again. This had been out about ten minutes before it did the same again, including there not being a fish on the end! I really couldn't work out why they weren't on...

With two hours to go I decided it was time to catch a fish so on went maggot and down the track. No joy! not even a tiny perch. It may have been the Christmas match but I was hardly full of Christmas cheer at this point! In fact I was wondering if the sausage rolls and mince pies were done.... I tried the margins on caster with no joy so I slipped a red maggot on. A tiny perch followed next chuck by his twin brother then no more bites. Still, I hadn't blanked! Back on the bomb with a single grain of corn and time for a coffee and a sarnie. Half way through the sarnie and the rod slowly pulled round and kept going. After a sluggish fight a common of about five and a half pound was in the net. Yes! I have to admit next chuck gave another liner and I started to hope that some fish had started to move in but the rest of the match passed without so much as a sniff despite trying everything. Long hook links, short hooklinks, punch or corn. Even trying maggot on a smaller hook on the track rig failed. It just seemed like there was nothing there!

I have to admit after struggling so much I was surprised to find I was 4th on the lake with 5lb 9oz, one ounce behind 3rd! One fish of double figures and a few perch for about 11lb was second and three fish for 18lb was first. As I thought lake two had been better - 31lb winning with a couple of 20lb weights. I have to apologise to everyone drawn in the reeds though as after tipping one of those pegs to win last week they all blanked, ooops! Still, the day wasn't all bad as I managed to catch up with a few people I hadn't seen for a while, plus I managed to win a few beers for myself and some chocolates to keep my other half happy! I also found that I wasn't the only one to have had a few myth bites on the tip. Not something I've ever had before. Answers on a postcard as to what happen though as I'm sure they wernt liners....

Deja Vu!

Well, as you'll probably guess from the title Sundays match was again on lake two, and my hand came out of the draw bag with the exact same peg as it did last week! I wasn't the only one to do the same though, last weeks winner had also drawn the same peg.

I have to admit I wasn't sure about the peg as it's the deepest on the lake, and the carp don't always like deep water in the cold. With a night of cold rain and a sharp hail shower while setting up I suspected that the fish may move into shallower water (cold water goes to the bottom as it's denser). Also finding that someone had fished the peg Wednesday (the only day other than Sunday that the fishery is open) and bagged up lessened my optimism - I think the fish are inclined to move away from pressure in the cold.

I set up the same gear as last week, the exception being that I didn't feed the left hand margin as I didn't get a bite there last week. The 9m line was fed on the whistle with slightly less bait, as was the margin as it had been colder. My first cast on the bomb was with a single grain of corn about 15m out. Instant liners showed that there were some fish out there and on the ten minute mark the rod pulled round then dropped slack. Picking up the rod and winding I connected with a fish that had moved quite a way from where I'd cast. After a few minutes a sluggish common of about 6lb was in the net, a good start! The next drop in the same place produced.... Nothing!

On the two hour mark I'd tried everything, long hook link, short hook links, single and double corn and bread punch on the bomb, all over the swim and nothing. Even a cast with maggot and a small pva bag of maggots and micro pellet failed to get me a bite, as had anything (punch, corn, maggot and caster) on the 9m pole line. It was dire! I'd seen precious little else caught too so from what I could see so with one fish in the net I was better off than most!

A drop in the margin on corn saw the float flicker then vanish, shame I missed it! Next drop in and another bite saw me connected to a very sluggish fish that looked every bit as big as my first, until it came off at the net! I have to say I was cursing! I dripped a few casters in and got up off my box to get a top kit out with grey hydro in it - the softest elastic I'd got with me to hopefully prevent more hook pulls. I had one more bite in the margin and missed it (on caster) and that was that for the margin. I never had another sign of a fish there for the rest of the day, not even on maggot.

The last two hours were spent going through the motions (thank good there was football on the radio to listen to!) The only sign I had was a liner on the bomb about five minutes from the end on the bomb cast down to my left. The last hour and a half did see some people catch, but all in water much shallower than I had in front of me. 37lb won, the same angler on the same peg as last week! 35lb was second and 16lb was third.

Next week is the Christmas match so the fishing will be hard again with both lakes full up, and with the cold weather here the fish are starting to move in to the reeds on lake two, so that's my prediction as to where it will be won from. Check back next week, when hopefully I can draw with some fish in front of me!

Sunday 22nd November

With severe gales forecast, along with rain later I think it's fair to say some people probably weren't looking forward to the day. Didn't bother me though, it couldn't have been any rougher than sea fishing from Walton pier on Wednesday. Mad? probably but I did have plenty of bites and a good day!

Walking round before the draw what wind there was was hardly touching the lake. With the pegs round the back of the island not in as they were covered with leaves I fancied either peg 53 or 62, both corner pegs with the wind into them and on the edge of the leaves, and there were fish under the leaves! When I went into the draw both of those pegs were already gone! I knew I wouldn't get 62 anyway, I've never drawn it in just over two and a half years fishing at Westside!

I was a bit torn about the peg I'd drawn, 68. I've never really done that well on it, framing off it but never winning. I was going to feed two pole lines, one at about 6m and one at 13m as well as the margins but I decided in the end to fish one line at about 9m and then fish the bomb past that. I'd decided on this for a couple of reasons, firstly the best sessions I've had on the peg have been on the tip, secondly the wind would almost certainly pick up and lastly, as you can see from the pic, I had the sun in my eyes and it was incredibly hard to see a float past about 9m. At that distance I had near 7ft of water and had a .4gr handmade diamond pattern float to fish here. This was on .14 line direct to a 16 B611 and a 12 latex. I also had a rig to fish next to the marginal reeds, both left and right as the sun would make the right margin hard to fish later. This was on the same gear as the 9m rig in about five foot of water, yup, that deep right next to the reeds! I did put up a half depth rig for the reeds but didn't expect to use it. Lastly I put up my trusty 10ft Drennan bomb rod with 6lb mainline to a Korum quick-change bead, a 1/3rd ounce Guru square lead and with various length hook lengths to try, made from .15 Preston Powerline to a 16 Kamasan Animal.

On the whistle I fed the 9m line with a pinch of hemp and three grains of corn, the same in the right margin with a few casters too. The left margin got a bit more hemp and corn than the other two lines to try different feeding, I'd only cup in on this line rather than flick casters over it like the other line. With the wind still calm I tried a couple of bits of punch on the hair, casting the bomb just short of halfway. It took only a minute or two to get a liner but it never developed so after ten minutes I dropped in a bit shorter. I had another liner while baiting a hook length with corn, and another liner while tying a tiny pva bag of micro pellet. On the half hour mark I tried a single grain of corn, but without the pva bag as the liners showed there were some fish there.

With the tip set the angler opposite was into a fish on their short pole line in the deep water. I decided it was time for a coffee and typically only a few seconds after pouring it the rod goes round. How often does that happen! A sluggish fight results in a common about two and a half pound in the net. Another grain of corn was hastily quick stopped and cast back into the lake. Time to drink my coffee before it got cold! After a few minutes and I was in again and shortly a common of about 3lb was in the net. The next two casts went without response, even no liners so on went the tiny pva bag hoping to attract some fish. With the ninety minute mark approaching and no more joy I decided to try the pole line at 9m.

As usual picking the pole up was a signal for the wind to increase, albeit to just a swirly breeze. It didn't take long to get a response on corn and carp number three was in the net, again about 3lb. Back out and about five minutes later it was repeated with a fish of about the same size. No bites came in the next few minutes so I topped the swim up with two grains of corn and a small pinch of hemp. This did produce a bite after a few minutes but I missed it! No more followed, and with the wind picking up still more, bringing rain with it too. Still, with two hours gone I was happy with the catch rate of two an hour, which would normally see you there or there abouts.

Back out on the bomb, this time with double corn and the rain increased enough for me to get up and put my umbrella up. After near quarter of an hour I was just about to wind in and go back on single corn when the rod pulled round again. This fish was a bit bigger at around 4lb so on with double corn and back out to the same spot again, just past where I'd cast the pva bag. The next two casts both gave pretty quick bites, both from carp around the 4lb mark before the sun came out again and the bites stopped. I had a drop on the 9m line but no bites followed so I topped it up and left it.

With just over two hours to go I decided to try the margins for the first time. A single grain of corn was lowered in and I had a liner near instantly. It didn't take long for a proper bite to develop and a mirror of about 3lb was the culprit. His (or her) twin followed next drop before the indications faded away. I topped the swim up and tried the lead again with no joy. Trying the margin gave me just one missed bite so with an hour and a half left I went back on the bomb with a single grain of corn. A savage pull and a drop back didn't produce a fish so I dropped back on the same spot and another bite quickly followed, with a common about three pound making it's way in.

The last hour and a half was dire for me as I sat and watched the pegs opposite catching odd fish, but I couldn't buy a bite! I tried maggot on the pole at 9m but just a tiny roach was the result. I was sat almost praying for just one more fish and with just two minutes to go it was answered. A twitchy bite on double corn cast way to the left of where I had been catching gave me my best fish of the day at about 5lb.

I guessed my 11 carp to be about 40lb, but when the scales got to me 74lb was the top weight, guess what peg it was from? Yup, 62! The next weight was only 23lb so when my fish went 40lb 12oz I was comfortably second, and that's where I finished! If I had the peg again I don't think I'd do anything different, I don't think there is any way I could have got double my weight off the peg so I went home quite happy with my result, and was even happier as I got to listen to Spurs thump nine past Wigan as I packed up and on the way home!

Sunday 15th November

Well, thankfully the winds had dropped for Sunday but on the minus side it had rained over night, a lot! something which normally effects the fishing negatively at Westside. I took my normal place late in the draw queue and was happy when peg 29 came out in my hand. It's got good recent form too with a first and a second in the last two matches.

With low weights winning the last two matches I decided on quite light rigs. I had two rigs for the pole across. First was a 4x10 Preston chianti, adapted to take a plastic tip. This was set to fish in just over three feet of water about two foot away from the island, on the front of the slight bay about 16.5m away. The second rig was a 4x10 Preston PB2. This rig was to fish about a foot off the bottom and would later be used to poke right in to the bay later in the match where it was just under three feet deep. Both these rigs were on .125 line to a 16 B611 and on a soft Preston 13h elastic. A third rig was for just down the near ledge to my left. I had a good five feet of water only feet from the bank so I fished at 5m to my left just off the remains of some lillies. This rig had a 4x14 chianti, again with a plastic tip. Line was .14 and hook was a 16 B611 and the lakky was a 12 latex. I did toy with putting up a bomb rod but decided not to as there was no wind and I could comfortably hold the 17m of pole I'd need to go right in the bay.

Plan for the day was to drip feed into just one area of the far bank, and other areas I'd plumbed (the other corner of the bay as well as right in it) would be fed later if need be but not before I'd tried them without bait. On the whistle I fed just six casters across while the 5m line had a small pinch hemp and three grains of corn. I decided to try corn across first and missed a sharp bite on it after only a couple of minutes, followed by two more in the next five minutes. I wasn't sure if they weren't bites from silvers so I slipped a caster on and a similar bite produced a 3oz roach, followed by a dumpy 2oz perch. The bites went a bit iffy after this and on the half hour mark I had a liner so I decided to try the shallow rig. First drop gave a bite from a tiny roach, but the second go the float settled and then slipped away and the lift was followed by a good amount of lakky. After a sluggish start a decent fight gave me a common of about 5lb was in the net, hooked just outside the mouth - a sure sign that the fish weren't feeding properly and what I perhaps expected after so much over night rain.

After that carp I decided to try for another without feeding. The exact pattern of the last drop happened again, the float slipped away just after settling but this time the lift was met with the elastic screaming off into the next peg and what I suspect was a foul hooker broke me. Unsurprisingly no more bites followed so I topped up with a few casters and decided to try the short line. I did have a liner after a few minutes on corn but nothing came of it, while trying a caster gave me just a tiny perch. After a good ten minutes I went back across on the shallow rig and caster and had a run of bites from roach, mostly 2oz fish but with one chunkier fish about 4oz but they quickly dried off. After a bite less few minutes I decided to go back on the deck on corn, missing a bite after a few minutes but connecting with the second. A very lively fight eventually resulted in a cracking looking fully scaled mirror, but it was hooked in the pectoral fin!

No more bites followed in the next few minutes, and by this time the sun had come round and was a complete nightmare. I was squinting trying to see my float, even with Polaroids, a peaked cap and one hand in front of me! At the halfway point of the match I tried the 5m line again, partly prompted by the sun and partly by the angler on the next peg (to my left) landing their second fish in a short spell from that line. No bites came so I went back across. Nothing on the deck led me to try up in the water again which gave just a tiny roach so I decided to try further along right into the bay. Not long after dropping into the bay I foul hooked and lost a fish as I was lifting the rig but it came off very shortly after. I went strait back to the same spot and an instant bite gave me a ghostie common, bigger than the first two fish at about 5lb, and a complete nightmare to play with the sun in my eyes.

The next few minutes gave no more bites so I dripped a few more casters in and shortly after I had another fish on. Again with the sun in my eyes I couldn't see what it was doing or where it was going and it came off half way back. I'm sure it wasn't foul hooked and was cursing as lost fish were most definitely not the way to keep the swim going, and predictably the bites dried up, both over the feed and in the bay. I tried the other side to the bay and this gave a small roach to caster but nothing else so I had a quick, but fruitless try on the 5m line. I have to say I was surprised there were no silver fish as I'd regularly been flicking a few casters by hand on it in an attempt to bring it to life.

With the whole swim seeming to be dead I decided to try dripping in a little bait regularly via a toss-pot, just 4-5 casters and an odd maggot in an attempt to liven things up. Not that long after trying it I hooked another carp, although it wasn't over the bait, I'd decided to have a quick drop in half way between where I was feeding and the back of the bay where the last fish had come from. This carp was much smaller than the others at around 2lb but hopefully I could pick a few of them up. Also, thankfully, the sun had dropped enough behind the far bank trees not to be a problem. Unfortunately any thoughts of lining a few up were gone as with an hour to go I foul hooked another fish and it tore off to my right before coming off.

The last hour produced very little. Coming shallower produced some very dithery bites on caster which when the did develop were just tiny perch. Maggot got instant bites, both shallow and on the deck but from the same tiny perch. Corn produced nothing, not even a liner and the other areas of the swim were equally lifeless. The only thing of note was a chunky 4oz perch on caster on the deck, plus the angler to my right having four carp in the last hour on the bomb!

I have to say at the whistle I was ruing not setting the bomb up as I was sure the angler to my right would beat me. I carry the bomb rod made up so it was as simple as put it together and put a hook length on! Even if I hadn't fished it all day it would have been worth a try, especially when the fish were very spooky, plus not to mention when I had the sun in my eyes. Very little else had been caught and when the scales got the the next peg 12lb was comfortably first. When they put their 4 carp on the scales they went 17lb 8oz and I really thought he'd pip me. My bits were first on the scales and went 1lb 11oz. Pulling my carp out I was thinking they'd go 15lb at most, so was surprised when the scales went to 16lb 11oz, giving me 18lb 6oz in total and a very narrow win.

I have to admit I felt a bit lucky to have won as I didn't feel I'd fished well, losing as much as I'd landed (albeit foul hooked) meant that I was never able to get the fish going. Plus I do think the bomb in the quiet spells, certainly perhaps in the last hour, could have been worth an extra fish or two. I still really don't know why I never put it up as I certainly had the time. That bomb rod will be out every week now!