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 PB: 26lb 11oz Sponsor: Not Ron Thompson! Todays Feature: Don't be afraid to move when fishing I fished at Clattercote Reservoir at the end of August 2009. I think it was a Thursday that I fished and I arrived at around 10am expecting the lake to be fairly quiet, but to my shock the car park was full and there were lots of cars parked down the lane. It was then that I realised that maybe I wasn't the only fair weather fisherman, the sun was out and so were all the anglers. The dam wall was full of erected bivvies and there were people fishing everywhere. I wanted to fish peg 63 but there were already people there - one good reason to wake up earlier. I ended up fishing peg 48 (I think) the one with the willow tree that has fallen over, just to the left of the peg. I fished 2 rods on boilies to start off with and didn't get any action in 2 hours. I had also been baiting up around the willow tree so moved one rod there and changed the other rod to a zig rig with floating corn, about 2 foot off the bottom. The rod near the tree had a few liners but no action, whilst the zig rig produced a small bream and a small tench but apart from these, nothing. No one else was really catching anything else really, which was surprising considering the number of fish in the lake. It remained quiet until around 5.45 when Dan turned up, nothing remains quiet when he is around! He set up to my left and had a few bites fairly early on. As soon as I heard his Delk's sound I immediately thought about moving to his left. I had nothing in hours and suddely he was getting bites. He missed most of these early bites as he was on the phone and each time he said, "hold on" to the person on the line, the fish would spit his boilie, much to my amusement! I moved 2 pegs to Dan's left and cast both rod to the left of my peg as I figured the fish were further left in the lake. Within minutes of moving I missed a bite, but the joy of missing a bite had never been so great. Everything I had tried in the previous hours had failed and now there was an opportunity. A couple of minutes later I was playing a carp, it scrapped like mad, I played it for about 8-10 minutes and it was a pasty! Dan then caught a nice looking carp. I was still over-joyed at the fact I had moved pegs and caught a fish really quickly, always trust your instincts and if a move of peg feels right, don't be afraid to do it. The next few hours can only be described as crazy. Bites on both rods at the same time, carp after carp, it really was an insane few hours from about 7-9pm. It really made up for the rest of the day being so quiet. The worst part of the whole day being that I got home at the end of it feeling fine but tired and I woke up the next day with flu and didn't leave bed for about a week. |
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