Short Sessions on a Big Pit – Dale Turner

Posted by: Trakker on February 3rd, 2015

Right then guys, I haven’t really had much time lately to write up any blog posts as I’ve been rather busy with my new job and other business.

The new job is great. I’m working at Fishon-Online, which is a tackle shop in Five Oak Green, near Paddockwood, and it is run by Ricci Conelly and Cash the German Shepherd. We stock a huge range of carp fishing gear as well as a good range of coarse and predator fishing gear. I’m really enjoying chatting to and advising other anglers that come through our door on a daily basis

Right, time I pulled my finger out and told you what I’ve been up to on the bank.

Since early December I have been fishing one of my local syndicates, where I’ve been a member for over ten years. The lake I have been fishing is fantastic winter water, and is always good for a bite. I’ve mainly been fishing the days with one of my best mates, Karl. I have fished a couple of nights, but in terms of bites, daytime has been just as successful.

Catches include mostly double figure fish, and, as luck would have it, I’ve been consistently rewarded with good fish, which makes sitting on a cold, wet bank really worthwhile this time of year.

My most successful trip was on January 13th when we had a slight warm snap accompanied by gusty, brolly-threatening winds.

We were fishing an area that had an island opposite us to our left, and to our right the water extended up into a big bay with a massive reed bed off to the right of the bay. When we arrived it was blowing and the sun was out, the rain having stopped about five minutes before we started to set up. I put my first rod out to a hole in the reeds directly across from the swim I had chosen, a proper carpy-looking spot! As we were putting the brolly up, the rod I’d only just put out was away and I was in… or so I thought! After a minute or so the fish bumped the hook.

We returned to putting the umbrella up, and eventually we sorted ourselves out and settled down with three rods each. I had one rod back in the reeds spot, one on the back of a of a gravel bar 40yds out to my right, which was a spot I had seen fish show over on a previous trip a few weeks back. My last rod was positioned at 90yds right up to the left of the far margin in another carpy-looking spot in the reeds. It wasn’t long before the rod that I had lost one on earlier pulled up tight and I was into another fish. As it was tight up against the reeds, I had to give it a bit of stick so it didn’t do me in the reeds. This was followed by a whole lot of over-and-under, as it had picked up my other line. After all that it was three-or-four minute scrap under the tip before I had it in the bottom of the net. It turned out to be a mid-double common showing some lovely winter colours. After a quick photo and weighing it was soon off on its way. I stuck a couple more handfuls of bait out to top the spot up and got the rod all clipped up and back out on the spot. The day continued with copious cups of tea, the occasional wresting match with a very lively brolly, and hiding from torrential downpours of rain driven by the gusty wind!

Coming up to 3.30p.m. the weather had settled down but it was still quite windy. I was standing by the rods looking out over the lake, scanning for any sort of movement on the water, when suddenly the left-hand rod tip bent round. I couldn’t hear any indication on the alarm head as I fish them on silent and the wind was so loud I couldn’t hear my remote which was under the brolly. Upon lifting into the fish, it immediately tried to kite round to the back of the island. Luckily, I managed to steer it back into open water where I could control it more easily. I had it on for about ten minutes, plodding up and down in the deep water in front of me. As it came up for its first gulp of air Karl and I could see that it was a decent size fish, and once it was ready I slipped the net under it rather sharpish! Once in the bottom of the net we could see that it was a good winter 20, and the scales confirmed this when the needle went round to 22lb 10oz. I was a very happy Dale as 20s out of this water are relatively rare. Another photo-call and a peaceful return, and with the wind and rain coming in fast again, I managed to get the rod clipped up and back out on the spot before getting completely soaked, and soon we were back to under brolly drinking tea like it was going out of fashion again!

With that rod back out and the first cuppa made it wasn’t long before the long rod was away again. After a very short battle, standing in rain getting wet through, I slid the net under another 16lb common, and by this time Karl was getting fed up with being camera man. Sorry mate! That pretty much concluded the session, although we did sit it out for another hour or so into the darkness, hoping for that ‘one last bite’.

Now we are coming in to February, I have mulled it over and decided to get myself back up Golden Gates. It’s a bit earlier than I planned to start on there, but as I am determined to have the Bulldozer on the bank, I think I’m better-off putting in as much time on as I can.

I’m hoping to make this a more regular thing, so until next time, tight lines.

 

Dale Turner – Blog – Feb 2015 – Trakker

The kettle took some serious hammer, as me and Karl drank tea like it was going out of fashion!

Dale Turner – Blog – Feb 2015 – Trakker

This 22lb+ common was a good fish for the water, and made all the brolly-wrestling worthwhile!

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Short Sessions on a Big Pit – Dale Turner

Posted by: Trakker on February 3rd, 2015

Right then guys, I haven’t really had much time lately to write up any blog posts as I’ve been rather busy with my new job and other business.

The new job is great. I’m working at Fishon-Online, which is a tackle shop in Five Oak Green, near Paddockwood, and it is run by Ricci Conelly and Cash the German Shepherd. We stock a huge range of carp fishing gear as well as a good range of coarse and predator fishing gear. I’m really enjoying chatting to and advising other anglers that come through our door on a daily basis

Right, time I pulled my finger out and told you what I’ve been up to on the bank.

Since early December I have been fishing one of my local syndicates, where I’ve been a member for over ten years. The lake I have been fishing is fantastic winter water, and is always good for a bite. I’ve mainly been fishing the days with one of my best mates, Karl. I have fished a couple of nights, but in terms of bites, daytime has been just as successful.

Catches include mostly double figure fish, and, as luck would have it, I’ve been consistently rewarded with good fish, which makes sitting on a cold, wet bank really worthwhile this time of year.

My most successful trip was on January 13th when we had a slight warm snap accompanied by gusty, brolly-threatening winds.

We were fishing an area that had an island opposite us to our left, and to our right the water extended up into a big bay with a massive reed bed off to the right of the bay. When we arrived it was blowing and the sun was out, the rain having stopped about five minutes before we started to set up. I put my first rod out to a hole in the reeds directly across from the swim I had chosen, a proper carpy-looking spot! As we were putting the brolly up, the rod I’d only just put out was away and I was in… or so I thought! After a minute or so the fish bumped the hook.

We returned to putting the umbrella up, and eventually we sorted ourselves out and settled down with three rods each. I had one rod back in the reeds spot, one on the back of a of a gravel bar 40yds out to my right, which was a spot I had seen fish show over on a previous trip a few weeks back. My last rod was positioned at 90yds right up to the left of the far margin in another carpy-looking spot in the reeds. It wasn’t long before the rod that I had lost one on earlier pulled up tight and I was into another fish. As it was tight up against the reeds, I had to give it a bit of stick so it didn’t do me in the reeds. This was followed by a whole lot of over-and-under, as it had picked up my other line. After all that it was three-or-four minute scrap under the tip before I had it in the bottom of the net. It turned out to be a mid-double common showing some lovely winter colours. After a quick photo and weighing it was soon off on its way. I stuck a couple more handfuls of bait out to top the spot up and got the rod all clipped up and back out on the spot. The day continued with copious cups of tea, the occasional wresting match with a very lively brolly, and hiding from torrential downpours of rain driven by the gusty wind!

Coming up to 3.30p.m. the weather had settled down but it was still quite windy. I was standing by the rods looking out over the lake, scanning for any sort of movement on the water, when suddenly the left-hand rod tip bent round. I couldn’t hear any indication on the alarm head as I fish them on silent and the wind was so loud I couldn’t hear my remote which was under the brolly. Upon lifting into the fish, it immediately tried to kite round to the back of the island. Luckily, I managed to steer it back into open water where I could control it more easily. I had it on for about ten minutes, plodding up and down in the deep water in front of me. As it came up for its first gulp of air Karl and I could see that it was a decent size fish, and once it was ready I slipped the net under it rather sharpish! Once in the bottom of the net we could see that it was a good winter 20, and the scales confirmed this when the needle went round to 22lb 10oz. I was a very happy Dale as 20s out of this water are relatively rare. Another photo-call and a peaceful return, and with the wind and rain coming in fast again, I managed to get the rod clipped up and back out on the spot before getting completely soaked, and soon we were back to under brolly drinking tea like it was going out of fashion again!

With that rod back out and the first cuppa made it wasn’t long before the long rod was away again. After a very short battle, standing in rain getting wet through, I slid the net under another 16lb common, and by this time Karl was getting fed up with being camera man. Sorry mate! That pretty much concluded the session, although we did sit it out for another hour or so into the darkness, hoping for that ‘one last bite’.

Now we are coming in to February, I have mulled it over and decided to get myself back up Golden Gates. It’s a bit earlier than I planned to start on there, but as I am determined to have the Bulldozer on the bank, I think I’m better-off putting in as much time on as I can.

I’m hoping to make this a more regular thing, so until next time, tight lines.

 

Dale Turner – Blog – Feb 2015 – Trakker

The kettle took some serious hammer, as me and Karl drank tea like it was going out of fashion!

Dale Turner – Blog – Feb 2015 – Trakker

This 22lb+ common was a good fish for the water, and made all the brolly-wrestling worthwhile!

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