Fishing can be so so cruel........
Posted 19 August 2007 - 03:27 PM
Posted 16 September 2007 - 02:21 AM
This past month has been fairly uneventful really with the fishing seemingly getting tougher and tougher. I done the canal a fair few times and the shoals of bream which I was finding before have become seriously elusive, and since that big ghostie, I've not had a sniff of a carp. I've been down on a couple of occasions to feed them bread and they are still there as the piccy at the bottom of this post shows. This one let me stroke him twice from head to tail as he cruised past me feeding...cracking stuff!
The same story really at the river, in fact I've blanked a couple of times. Not just me either, most people who have been fishing this area seem to be struggling too. I've had a one or two fish of course, but the bags of bream and tench have just vanished.
I had a go at my 'secret' carp pool for a couple of nights and managed one common of 3lb and a coupleof bream. I intend giving this another decent go over the autumn as the carp hopefully feed up ready for the winter.
Yesterday I decided to give the river a go again....................dunno why I bothered, had just the one genune bite resulting in a bream of about 5lb. Had a couple of other very tentative looks but thats all. I packed up and walked over the bridge toward where the car was parked. To the right of the bridge is a nice area of weeds and snags so I cast my torch over the area as I left and couldn't believe the huge white carp which was scavanging around in the shallows. Needless to say I dropped my gear and set up a rod quick smart and freelined a couple of fat lobbies to the fish! He wasn't having a bar of it and knew he was being stalked as I kept having to put the light on due to the darkness. After about half an hour I gave up but made a mental decision to go back tonight and see if he was still around. I did notice another carp shadowing his ever move in the way barbel do which I found interesting.
Today I had heaps of chores to do in the garden including trimming the connifer hedge so was pretty late finishing and was pretty tired too, but all the same I really wanted to go and have a stalk for these carp again. The missus fancied a walk too so we set off about 10pm for the river!
This carp is sooo pale that the moment we set foot on the bridge you could see him without even putting a torch on him. He'd moved about 20 yds and was on the other side of the bridge now which was lit by some nearby streetlights which helped. He'd also moved to an area which was less snaggy which pleased me as theother side of the bridge really is nightmare territory. Whats more, he was being shadowed by 3 other much smaller carp which upped the odds of catching something.
We'd decided that if I hooked one I'd play him to the far bank where the missus would land the fish as I played it from up on the bridge, this way we wouldnt spook off the remaining fish as they were only in a couple of feet of water.
I once again tried to just freeline a couple of lobworms but this white carp is just soooo clued up its untrue! He only has to get near to my bait and you can see he gets a bit 'agitated', moving his tail more, circling a bit and then swimming away fairly quickly, only to return a couple of minutes later. I changed tactic and went for a piece of flake on the hook with a bit of method mix on a feeder as they seemed to be shuffling their way through the sediment around the cabbage weed in the shallow water. The bread was off the bottom by about 6 inches so nice and visual. Would you believe the blighter got all spooky around this too and wouldnt go within about 3 feet of it and once again looked 'agitated' when near it. One of the shadowing carp was happy to pick it up though and after a short scrap he was landed on the far bank. He weighed in at 9lb (give or take an oz or two) and by the look of his mouth was the same one I caught a little upstream last week.
I persevered with bread for a while but the other fish didn't seem very interested in it. Given they were grubbing around and sending up clouds of sediment, I decided the feeder might be the way to go so put 2 pieces of corn on the hook and some method mix and a few bits of corn around the feeder and dropped it under their noses. The white one was still nervous but less so this times and kept on grubbing around. One of his shadows found the sweetcorn and we were in again!! Another shortish scrap ensued and this time the net slid under a 7lb mirror. Once again his mouth suggested he'd been caught many times which isnt normally consistent with river carp so my guess is these two had been washed out of fisheries in the floods.
I've got one of these 2million candle power torches so shone it around to see if I could spot anything else in the clearish water. A hefty pike was lurking midstream until my light illuminated him upon which he simply 'filled the ballast tanks' and sunk quietly into the depths. I decided he was worth having a go for so quickly set another rod up with a trace and lure and hurled the lure over the spot where I'd last seen the pike. On the 4th cast he took the lure nice and hard. I decided not to take this one to the far bank so got the missus to go get the net and bring it to this side. It was a very decent pike (I'd say mid double easily) but didn't really fight much t all.....he was just stubborn and awkward rather than feisty and boisterous. Anyway he was subdued by the time the missus got around with the net but at the first attempt she only got half of him in the net. She tried to scoop him again but with a quick thrash he left her with a lure in the net and me feeling gutted at losing what was certainly a PB pike. Needless to say she is still in the dog house!!!!
The carp had buggered off by this and after 15 mins or so they had not re-appeared and further lure flicking had not resulted in anything more than a brief follow from a jack which would have got serious indigestion had he tackled the lure so we called it a night.
Really made a change and the missus commented on how nice it was to actively fish and see what was happening rather than just chuck out a feeder and sit and wait. I have to agree with her there. Watching how the fish behaved around the baits and watching their patrol roots was educational too......you really can;t beat watching fish IMO to help you learn the art of fishing.
Now I wonder where I'll be fishing tomorow night????
Dog tired now and can't be arsed to proof read this so please excuse grammatical errors/typos etc. Thanks for reading.
Edited by Brumagem Phil, 16 September 2007 - 03:08 AM.
Posted 16 September 2007 - 05:14 PM
Excellent reading as always. Is your wife an angler too or did she realise that the only way to see you on a regular basis was to join you on the banks?
Posted 17 September 2007 - 12:16 AM
............. or did she realise that the only way to see you on a regular basis was to join you on the banks?
You females are so perceptive!
Posted 17 September 2007 - 07:33 PM
The canal seems to be a really odd kind of venue. You KNOW there are decent fish in there, but its sooooo hard to actually catch em.
What really surprised me tonight was how gentle the bite was from such a huge ruddy fish!!! Richard Capper posted before to suggest float fishing for these brutes might be worth a try. I did try it but ended up deep hooking a load of small fish which kind of put me off the idea, specially given some of the grief I got on here. I think now I've taken some good advice on board regarding float fishing, that I should give this a try once more...........I'm sat here asking myself how many of those gentle pulls and let go's might actually have been carp? I'm used to the old grab and rush carp take, but of course canal carp are not used to being caught and as wild fish, probably fall into the category of 'uncatchable' as the old carp used to be classed..............
..........I need to up my game!!!!! You can bet your arse I'll do just that to catch these blighters!
Watch this space!
It depends how you were fishing, its hard to fish a worm bolt rig style. Thus its kinda unlikely you'll get a screaming run fishing a worm. This might explain why you are stuggling, if you are fishing with worm try to keep the resistance down, make the rig free running, use long dropo bobbins. If you are relying on it taking line off the bait runner its a reasonable chance it'll spit out your worm before you get any indication.
Of course a float would be ideal!
Posted 20 September 2007 - 12:56 PM
I read this post just after this happened to me.......
It was only a gentle chuck away so the second cast saw me connecting with something......trouble was, it actually felt like I'd hooked the fish! It took me a while to reel it in and when I got it close I could see why...............
.........there was also TWO method feeders and all tangled/ attached to this rod and reel which had clearly been in the water at least weeks, if not months such was the gooey slim all over it.
Last weekend I took my six year old son for a kids fishing open day on a local pond/cattle reservoir. He had a great day using a maggot and float, learning about ground baiting, bite and striking (much better than the last time when he managed to deep hook an 8lb pike whilst i was teaching him spinning). The best fish he caught was a 3lb crucian carp.
As I was unhooking his carp my rod dived of the rest and flew into the reservoir. I was stunned at the speed of it. I heard the splash of the rod, whipped round and just managed to see the handle end, already underwater, as it got taken down to the depths (40 foot or so).
I'm not used to carp fishing and this had taken me well by surprise. Not a hint of a big carp all the time we'd been there (I'd got floating breadflake on) and then, all of a sudden, with no warning.... bang!
I totalled the cost, Shimano Exage 4000 reel, £50, Chub Outkast rod £60. Both pretty much brand new. £110 lost, not to mention some poor carp having to drag the whole lot around for god knows how long. Damn, damn, damn....
On the next wednesday the club who'd held the kids open day had a match on the same reservoir. I went down to enquire about joining (and to see what a match was as I've never seen one before). I mentioned the incident and the club chairman told me that a bloke over the other side of the water had just caught a rod. I went over and yup, it was mine. Unbelievable! I talked to the guy and he said the fish was still on it but as the line had got tangled with his he'd had to cut it and let it go. He was really **** off, as it seems that if he'd managed to keep the carp he'd have won the match (assuming it had been allowed!). He said it felt like it was a biggy.
In passing: I can't believe the amount of kit and bait these match carpers carry. It was extraordinary. Trolleys, umbrellas, keep nets. alarms, stands, small tents and tons and tons of different sorts of baits. As a result I've made a pact with myself that I will only surface fish the pond with bread and that I'll never get into sedentary carp angling. A quick 45 minutes as I walk pass the reservoir on the way to the village or to pick my son up from school/beaver scouts will do.
Edited by ModelCitizen, 20 September 2007 - 01:45 PM.