After The Rain
It was not until the following Sunday that I was able to get back out on the bank.
It had been raining all week, this was a good thing though, as the past year had been very dry and the lake had lost a lot of water, throughout the year. However, with the heavy constant rain, it was once again back to its old self. The drainage inlets had done their jobs pushing any rain water from the surrounding area into the lake, helping the water level to rise back again.
Saturday evening came, as soon as the kids were in bed I got the tackle box out and started to tie rigs. I had wanted to try a couple of rigs I had read loads about lately, so I got the bits out I would need to make them and sat there playing with the pack of chod hooks from www.the-last-yard.co.uk, thinking how and which rig I would attempt to tie first. I decided on "the reverse multi rig", I would follow this up with the "reverse combi". I had also read a lot about this lately, they are both pretty similar rigs, but with the multi-version of the rig, you are able to change the hook if u need to without having to tie a whole new rig. I tied both rigs with ease and was happy with how they both looked and started willing for tomorrow evening to arrive, so I could finally get out and try them on my local. Which was looking more like its old self once again thanks to the rain!
Sunday passed by pretty quick before I knew it the kids were in bed and the time had come for me to set off to the lake. I kissed Lloyd good bye and was on my way.
On arriving at the far end of the lake I decided to fish "the forgotten swim" again. The conditions were pretty much the same as they were when I was last here with Floyd my son. The only difference was the water level was about 2ft higher than previously, this was down to rain that we had a few days prior.
I flicked the rigs back on to the spot we had previously fished. The deep margin to the left of the swim, as I knew this was a place the carp liked to visit and they would be pretty much left alone by other anglers, as it was an awkward spot to fish. I felt both leads down, they clonked on a firm bottom I was happy I knew I was fishing.
I scattered a hand full of bait around the spot, crushed, chopped and whole www.rbafishingbait.com spicy krill. I love these boilies, they smell like everything a carp would want to eat. On the hook end of the rig I had Rba shellfish and garlic cork ball pop up, a prototype bait I would be testing at "Swan lake - bluebell complex" the following week.
I watched the water for some time getting the odd liner. It started to get dark but new it would not be long before I was on to a fish. The sun went down behind the tree's in the west, darkness was upon me. I sat there quite, listening to the lake, fish rolling in the margins to the left of me. It's nice to sit and listen to the lake. The carp become alot more careless at this particular lake of night, giving them selfs away with their play crashing around in the water. I sat there looking across the bank at a pair of glowing eyes from a fox that stared, he or she could smell the boilies in the air dry bag and be hoping for a free meal once I had gone. All was quite and then out of the blue the buzzer screamed out and the rod hooped round to the left, I jumped from my seat grabbing the rod... keeping the rod tip low as the trees are low in this swim. Crouching down I quickly picked up the right-hand rod and placed it tip down in the margin. I did this so the fish would not cross line me whilst I was playing it, this was a good call because the fish kited right away from the snags to the left, after applying steady pressure, it kited right into the open water. It passed over the top off the right-hand rod line free without any problems. After a short battle, I pulled her over the net. Not the biggest common in the lake but more than welcome anyway.
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