[Martin Gay's 1989 50lb+ Common Carp (and many others!)]

I trust the 'plug' here for fishingmagic is forgiven given the importance of the subject....

 

For all the carp fishermen who succumbed to the jealous lies put out when and since Martin Gay caught a 50-52lb common carp along with a long string of big mirrors from an English water in 1989, please take the time to read and absorb the following thread. My contributions and that of an old buddy who was close to Martin constitute the facts and the truth. Readers will notice that nobody who 'counts' got back to refute anything I later put to them. This is because they realised - perhaps long ago - the folly of their blind belief in ONE individual who was shown the untouched photo's by Martin but denied the location. Sadly for him, I and at least 6 others saw the pic's before he did!

 

I have been criticized for 'dragging all this up again' but time means nothing, nothing at all, when somebody's reputation and angling history are at stake. I hope you all agree.

 

http://www.fishingmagic.com/fm-features/opinion/16954-martin-gay-and-the-48lb-common-setting-the-record-straight.html

 

 

[Perch Deadbaits]

Sprat for perch? Never!

[Sometimes you can't help but laugh!]

Hi All,

 

Myself and Scottca went fishing on Sunday for a few hours and we both settled down at the edge of a sailing lake. Content with our swims next to each other we set up our rigs and cast out, sat back and waited for the fish to start showing interest.... in the meantime we were having a quiet chat and watching the people learn to sail on the lake, which was amusing in itself.... After quite some time had passed with no action of fish what so ever, one of the boats came within 100 yards of us and we could see he was struggling with the controls, at which point I turned to Scottca and said "He's gonna fall in", moments later, the wind picked up, caught his sail and over he turned....SPLASH! in what was an uneventful session of fishing at that point I could not help but laugh, and laughed so hard I couldn't breathe, it was just so funny to see... Scottca was in a similar state...

 

I am sure it was one of those times when you had to be there, but I had to share it with you all...

 

Many thanks,

 

Stooby...

 

I really got the hump at Grangewaters, Essex, back in the summer of '79. I'd had a couple of big rudd and was anticipating more when the wind-surfers came out for the morning; thing was, there was no wind - but they were determined! For a couple of hours, I was entertained by the sight of one particular stalwart who simply would NOT give up! Time after time he climbed aboard his...well, his board, only to crash over the other side. Of course, each time you regain your perch with this game, you have to haul the sopping sail back out of the water, and when that 'vacuum' eventually gives, the sail springs up and over you go again! Great fun to watch. Recommended.

[Rivers....a sad state of affairs]

I'm always up for a bit of scavenging meself mind...but the banks on the Teme are a sheer drop of 30 feet just there, you would need ropes harnesses and pulleys to get anything out. Florin.... Half Crowns? blimey that takes me back, 'course that's when it ALL went tit$ up when they scrapped LSD, I mean if you had a tanner in pocket money you could buy a Caramac and a Jubillee bag and still have change, what can you but for 2.5 p now?

 

That'll be a 'Jamboree' bag, Rabbit!