The weather forecast for this match was horrible and normal people stay in bed but not this fool. I was up and ready, picked Dad up and got there well in time for the draw. In all fifteen of us turned up. The last time I fished this lake in a match I'd won with 69lb so I was confident. I drew peg 18 (not permanent peg 18) and had Gaz Melling on 17 and Jimmy Boyd on 19 for company. First thing was to set up the brolly as it was already pissing down, then I made up four rigs, two for up in the water, one on the deck at 11 metres and one for down the margins. Baitwise I had brought 6mm pellets for feed with a few expanders (4mm&6mm) for the hook.
We had pre match entertainment by Lee Gerrard who dropped one of his pole sections into the water and had to strip to his boxers and get in the water. He didn't get called - much!
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Lee Spear Fishing!
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| Take a Bow Lee |
On the all in I started feeding with half a Drennan Pot of 6mm pellets at 11 metres and could see my Dad across the lake already playing a carp on the tip. Soon I caught him up because after five minutes on the full depth rig I was playing my first carp of about 3lbs which was safely netted. The rig by the way was a Mick Wilkinson Diamond to 0.15 line to a Preston PR38's hook. I caught another couple of carp before my first disaster of the day, playing a carp I shoved my power top two int my fourth pole section and with it being wet, it locked solid! I could not budge it and only have one fourth section which meant if I wanted to fish something else I would have to put my rig back on the winder. Not impressed! I carried on manfully and got a couple more before the wind picked up even more and bent my fishing brolly inside out and bent my brolly staff like a banana. Aghh ! Gaz took a picture of me wrestling my brolly.
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| I Hate Brolly's! |
I threw the brolly on the bank with a curse and carried on fishing. The rain was relentless and felt like the middle of October not July but I got a couple more carp and felt I had a good chance of winning from what I could see around me. I had drew the golden peg as well which was worth an extra £100 if I won and would pay for a new brolly with a few quid left over. I was soon put in my place how ever as word came round thatDaz Blakeley had fifteen carp and was still catching.
I did try up in the water for about twenty minutes but apart from a big dog roach of about a pound it was poor as expected given the conditions. Back on the deck I caught a few more carp, one bream and a tench. I also lost seven carp which summed my match up.
The all out was shouted and was I glad to hear it along with the rest of us drowned rats. Gaz on 17 had wrapped up with an hour to go but had hung around for the weigh in. He tried to help me with my stuck pole sections, but me being a clumsy get broke my fourth section. It was turning into an expensive match.
At the weigh in Daz had won on the tip to the island with 43lbs. Well done mate. 2nd was Big Dave Brown keeping up his form with 37lbs. I was 3rd with 33lbs. I just wanted to go home and get dry. Oh well there's always next time.
Cheers Gaz
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