Well here we go my first ever time writing a blog, it starts on a cold Sunday morning on Blackwater syndicate on the Isle of Wight.
After planning to meet my mate Lippy at the lake, I pulled up to the car park to find he had beaten me there. So after packing my barrow up, I slowly walked round to where I had been trickling in some bait and to my joy he was not in that swim. After a quick sort out of my gear I was ready to start fishing, plan of action was to fish small mesh bags of crumbled up squid and tangerine boilies from TOR baits and a little bag of pellet about the size of a 50p. Fished on a blowback rig with a size 6 Deception curve shank, a Rig Marole braided hooklink with Fluorocarbon inner and a squid and tangerine bottom bait and matching dumbbell popup topper.
One rod was fished to a bush tucked away in the far right hand corner which had a lovely deep whole under its branches.which wasn’t to choddy.
The middle rod was fished towards the far bank at the bottom of a slope of a shallow ledge which ran near a channel going into anouther part of the lake.the left hand was to be a rover which I was going to recast ever hour and half.
After I was well happy with the spots the kettle was put on, but as normal I had forgotten my mug so after a bit of handy work I made one.
After only a short time, around an hour or so the middle rod roared off which was a surprise since there had not been a fish out for over thirty days. After a very spirited fight Lippy slipped the net under a lovely 18lb common, well chuffed!
Before I even had a chance to get the rod back out, the right hand rod was away, blimey I’d found a nest of them – happy days which resulted in a cracking mirror of 23lb 4oz
After slipping that fish back and taking it all in, I was on it, tying bags and sticks like a man possessed.
After chatting with my mate for a bit, talking about how mad that was especially as he had not even had a bleep. I sat back happy as a pig in poo. Two hours later the mayhem started again with the middle rod ripping off first again, resulting in a stunning scaley mirror of 24lb 6oz
But Even crazier was I hadn’t even landed this fish and the right hand rod was away so Lippy struck this one, luckily the first fish was nearly done so once I got it into the net I jumped onto the other rod, two at once I was over the moon this one weighed 22lb 4oz.
That was it for the rest of the day, looking back on it, it was quite mad as both rods was fished over 80yards apart, but both times bites came very close together. Just looking forward to the rest of my winter campaign and hopefully getting the hang of this blogging malarky.