Stubpond Open
First outing in a couple of weeks - not for lack of trying though; I turned up at Stubpond last week for a Polemania match, unfortunately so did only 1 other person, so that was a dead loss. Anyway, finally made it back, and up for it after catching a few last time.
Peg 17, chuffed with that, 16 is a flyer and it wasnt in, and neither were 18 or 19, so lots of water to go at. My plan was fish the waggler tight over to the boards, then fish short and in the edge later on. I had a length of board about 3mtrs long on the other side, a branch was hanging over the middle, which left 1.5 mtr of clear board before the next bush, so I concentrated my line against that. There wasnt much showing at all in the first hour or so, but as no-one had more than 2 fish I wasnt fussed. After finally getting it right on the board, i had a decent lump, 30 mins later a smaller fish about 4lb. No-one to my left was catching, so far so good.
I then a spell of about 2 hrs where i lost half a dozen floats in the friggin branch, enough line off the spools to impede the casting so i needed to completely rig re-rig, each time with slightly weaker line, which meant that when i finally started to hook them again i invariably lost a couple. To cut a miserable few hours short: carp 5, me 4.
By this time it was coming upto 3pm and the odd fish that had been showing had cocked off, so it was time to get it sorted on the pole. I'd fed a coupla big pots of pellets, hemp and paste at 7 mtrs, corn down one side, meat down the other. After the last trip when I'd left the edge too long before trying it, I went straight down, having left it alone all day. 10 seconds, float buries and a very angry 'barney' is rampaging down the peg. 5 mins later its in the onion bag, lovely. Lets try the other edge, lump of meat, 5 seconds, bang, this is a proper bigboy, came in like a sack of shit, but with another 15lb in the net I'm really not that fussed about its fighting capabilities. The depressing display of waggler fishing is but a distant memory. Just iffy bites on the paste line, so another look in the edge, a bite comes soon enough. I can honestly say I have never been wrenched round on my box so fast, the eye and top rubber both pinged off the float and I'm snagged with a nanosecond. 6 all. Next cast down the other edge it was 7-6 to the carp, pulled out. 8-6 with one bumped off on the paste, 9-6 in the last 10 minutes, another one pulled in the margins after a bow wave suggesting a large ocean going ship. However this was only after a doddery blind perch of about 2lb took a fancy to my meat.... pretty much sums my performance up I'd say
My 6 fish for 53lb was 2nd in the section to 63lb. 150lb won the match, 125lb second, I've lost 70lb minimum, probably quite a bit more. Bollocks. I'm not happy. I'm gonna have to go back on Wednesday !
First outing in a couple of weeks - not for lack of trying though; I turned up at Stubpond last week for a Polemania match, unfortunately so did only 1 other person, so that was a dead loss. Anyway, finally made it back, and up for it after catching a few last time.
Peg 17, chuffed with that, 16 is a flyer and it wasnt in, and neither were 18 or 19, so lots of water to go at. My plan was fish the waggler tight over to the boards, then fish short and in the edge later on. I had a length of board about 3mtrs long on the other side, a branch was hanging over the middle, which left 1.5 mtr of clear board before the next bush, so I concentrated my line against that. There wasnt much showing at all in the first hour or so, but as no-one had more than 2 fish I wasnt fussed. After finally getting it right on the board, i had a decent lump, 30 mins later a smaller fish about 4lb. No-one to my left was catching, so far so good.
I then a spell of about 2 hrs where i lost half a dozen floats in the friggin branch, enough line off the spools to impede the casting so i needed to completely rig re-rig, each time with slightly weaker line, which meant that when i finally started to hook them again i invariably lost a couple. To cut a miserable few hours short: carp 5, me 4.
By this time it was coming upto 3pm and the odd fish that had been showing had cocked off, so it was time to get it sorted on the pole. I'd fed a coupla big pots of pellets, hemp and paste at 7 mtrs, corn down one side, meat down the other. After the last trip when I'd left the edge too long before trying it, I went straight down, having left it alone all day. 10 seconds, float buries and a very angry 'barney' is rampaging down the peg. 5 mins later its in the onion bag, lovely. Lets try the other edge, lump of meat, 5 seconds, bang, this is a proper bigboy, came in like a sack of shit, but with another 15lb in the net I'm really not that fussed about its fighting capabilities. The depressing display of waggler fishing is but a distant memory. Just iffy bites on the paste line, so another look in the edge, a bite comes soon enough. I can honestly say I have never been wrenched round on my box so fast, the eye and top rubber both pinged off the float and I'm snagged with a nanosecond. 6 all. Next cast down the other edge it was 7-6 to the carp, pulled out. 8-6 with one bumped off on the paste, 9-6 in the last 10 minutes, another one pulled in the margins after a bow wave suggesting a large ocean going ship. However this was only after a doddery blind perch of about 2lb took a fancy to my meat.... pretty much sums my performance up I'd say
My 6 fish for 53lb was 2nd in the section to 63lb. 150lb won the match, 125lb second, I've lost 70lb minimum, probably quite a bit more. Bollocks. I'm not happy. I'm gonna have to go back on Wednesday !
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Sunday, June 04, 2006
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