Just a short commentary on my recent trip to wintons France as promised.
I can paraphrase the first 5 days of this "camping holiday" as to say rain rain rain blank flood rain. lol.
After
over a month’s rain had fallen in the Normandy valleys in a week the
local waterways and lakes could not hold back the pressure anymore and
fields flooded and in turn caused the neighbouring lakes to flood, and
indeed our lake to flood to the sound of 9780000 gallons of water
raising a 10.5 acre lake by 3 foot.
Anyways
after i decided that something had to be done, after only 2 fish had
come out of the complex, I decided to go for a little stalk with my
partner in crime.
Only
expecting to hook a cheeky double cruising about in the new marginal
areas created by the flood waters we set off. Within minutes of placing a
bait behind a tree that only 5 days before had been on the bank the rod
hurled off with a nice fat 26-00 on it. The fight was hard and dogged
but with a good rod and a tight clutch the fish was bagged and what a
beauty with golden colours and a very traditional English carp look
about it . This would save the holiday for me and I felt that anything
else was a bonus. However after finding a faaaaar to tempting lil hole
in a tree line I decided to push my luck and have another go on the same
setup and in 3 feet of water. My luck was in and within moments and I
mean moments the clutch screamed and the rod was heading toward the
lake. I hit hard and gave the fish a gentle bit of persuasion
and as soon as it had started it was over. As I lifted up the net I
knew this was the biggest carp I had ever caught and after a tussle in
the sling she tipped the scale at 37-4. As u can guess I was over the
moon a few snaps and the greedy beast was slipped back. We gave it a
rest and went back for tea with the promise to return early morning. The
following morning we tip toed back to the same spot using the same
techniques and just crossed fingers. We waited an age, about 5 minutes,
and off the rod went again. I used the same hit and hold techniques and
after a really angry and tense fight yet another 30 went over the cord.
So in less than 24 hours and within maybe an hour of angling I had an
upper 20 and 2X30’s now that wouldn’t seem a lot for France but with
conditions as they were I think it was a battle well won. The bait of
choice you may ask, being France you would expect a 20mm boilie and a
crazy anchor sized hook however all fish fell to a 10mm air dried g-nut
with a tiny 8 mm pop up. Just going to prove bigger is not always better
lol. I have a few weeks of family business now and then its back on the
syndicate to fight another battle with my target of hitting into one of
the 3 30's. So tune in next time. TIGHT LINES
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