Tuesday, 27 May 2025

An even better result for me on Elm

 Peg 15, Sunday, May 25
Just before I set off to fish John Garner's annual Invitation match I thought, for some reason, that I'd better make sure I had my licence with me. A quick look in the wallet where I keep my cards drew a blank - last year's was there, but none for 2025. Then I remembered that we don't get an attractive licence, complete with picture of a fish, anymore. Now it's just a print-out, and I thought that would be tucked into my mobile case somewhere. That's progress I suppose.

Last year's fishing licence.

This year's apology for a licence.















Unlike so many other match blogs I'm non-gluten and trying not to put on weight, so I can't regale you with stories of meeting mates at Little Chefs and gorging on fried bacon, eggs and fried bread. Instead, I mused, as I drove along, that compared with Steve Tilsley, who regularly moans on Facebook about having to drive through Turdes on his way to Decoy, that my journey takes me through slightly more exotic places - Banks end; King's Ripton; and Ramsey St Mary - all sponsored, I guess, by a bank, a king and a saint. Oh how lucky am I?

Another long walk
There were 17 ready to fish John's match on Elm Lake, and yet again (!) I had a long walk - down to peg 15, just two off corner peg 13 where I had finished third on Friday. Bob Barrett had been on 15 and didn't weigh, but I wasn't unhappy, as it's in an area about three-quarters of the way down the lake, which sometimes has an edge on weights. And I was on the bank I preferred - with a really strong West wind in my face. Lovely.

I had a feeder rod made up, and six different pole rigs out, biggest 3 gm, expecting to fish on a 2+1 maximum distance because I was certain that there would be fish near my bank. Then at the start the wind shifted slightly to blow from the left and I started on a fairly small but flat area to my right, only a few feet from the bank, and not in the deepest water. I dropped in with corn, and no loosefeed, and within five minutes had a 4 lb carp in my net. I often like to start without feed because that shows me where the fish are already naturally lying.


After a time the wind turned round to the left. It was stronger than
it looks here. The irises on my right was where a big fish weeded me.
😔

The inevitable foulhookers
I then potted in about five grains, followed it with my 1gm rig with Cralusso float (it has a thicker tip than my favourite Drennan Tuff-Eye), and promptly foulhooked one, which came off. That happened three more times, which told me that the fish were coming to the feed, at least, but apparently not really hungry. And as I'd been fishing right on the edge of the deepest water (it became shallower as I had plumbed out) I put in the deep water rig, assuming that some corn had fallen into the deep run.

For the next hour or so I concentrated on that deep swim, with corn, and took three or four good fish, best 12 lb, before changing to worm. That brought two smaller carp quite quickly. I took the trouble to mark my pole at the spot I was holding it, and reasted it on my pole sock arm, so I knew I was pretty accurate. Then the fish went, which was the pattern all day - a fish or two and then they disappeared.

Mike Rawson brings in an early carp.

Just one barbel
I'd been putting hemp and caster in closer to the bank, in three feet of water, just to my right, and first drop there with a bunch of four casters brought a barbel. They love hemp and caster. No more from there, which surprised me, and soon after that I saw swirls right against the bank to my right, where the water was no more than two feet deep. I put out a rig and had two massive bites which I missed - obviously liners.

  My best swim was this left margin,  
 easily fishable on a top two.
Now I've learned over the years that trying to catch those carp which are waving their tails at you is almost always doomed to fail, so I had just those two drops and went into the deeper water, where I did get another fish, this time on mussel. I like starting on corn, or pellet, and using mussel a little later, when I think the bigger fish might be more likely to take a bigger bait.

Into the left margin
Then it was into the left margin, which was a little easier now that the wind had dropped a little. I found a deepish hole right next to the reeds, and if I could get into that I would get a bite or a liner. I went on to mussel, and had a double-figure carp immediately. Then another, and then I decided to leave that swim alone for ten minutes. That was about the time I felt I was really "in the zone" for the first time this Spring.

In the zone
Being in the zone doesn't mean catching a fish-a-chuck. I means I feel I know what the fish are doing, and when to move, and when to start baiting again. I then moved out to the deeper swim on the right, and back again, and kept catching the occasional carp. I'd no idea what anyone else had, so I just concentrated on not messing up my own swims, and kept changing from the lighter corn rig to the heavier one with mussel, including a version of my special method, which worked best of all. 

I was a bit late catching Dick Warrener playing this fish!
Sometimes I dropped down to the deeper water with another rig, and that always gave me a bite or two. I was very happy. However I did lose one carp through over-confidence...


A sad story
I'd hooked what was probably a fish of 12 lb-plus on mussel on my heavy elastic (probably 18-20), and after a couple of minutes I brought it round to the right, to bring it round into the shallow water, where it would have to come near to the surface. Round it came, and suddenly made a bolt for the irises just a couple of metres to my right. It stretched the elastic out more than it had done previously, and in seconds had embedded itself into the reeds. Fish lost and I had to winkle the rig out with my long hook, minus the fish and the hook, which was obviously somewhere down there in a reed root. Entirely my own fault!

That was really the only bad decision I made in that golden hour or so. The rest of the fish came in with hardly a splash, as I kept my pole low because it's always more difficult in a high wind. 

I am checked!
And it was about then - half an hour before the match finished that a curious coincidence took place - EA bailiffs came round checking on our licences! It was a bit surreal, as it's been a year or two since they checked mine, and I'd thought about the licence only that morning.

Actually I didn't have to produce it - I gave the bailiff my name, rank and number - sorry, my name and date of birth - and he confirmed in seconds that I had a licence. No problem, except that that broke my concentration and my purple patch ended.

Yet again, as happens too often, the last few minutes were very disappointing. I had a lot of liners, which I managed to avoid striking at, and I guessed that the water was getting colder. I did think, though, that some of the anglers here were quite capable of bagging three double-figure fish in that time if they really rocked up in someone's margin.

I had clicked my first net at 32 lb, the next at 36 lb, and the last about 36 lb, so I thought I probably had at least 100 lb.

Neil Paas was just weighing in
when I caught up with the scales.
The weigh-in
I took a long time to pack up, as I'd caught on five different rigs and still had the unused feeder rod to pack away, and I fully expected Trevor Cousins would have a big weight. He'd drawn peg 5, the same swim as he had on Friday, when he'd won. However today was never going to be a mugging day (he's so good at that), and indeed by the time I'd caught up with the scales he'd weighed just 48 lb 8 oz, which was second down to Neil Paas on 9. Roy Whitwell was leading with 82 lb 6 oz on peg 7, the majority caught on feeder.

When the scales got to Neil Paas someone actually said that he would be the winner. And after two nets were weighed he'd already beaten Roy, I think - but his last one held only a fish or two and he had a total of 100 lb 11 oz. I said I thought I might beat that. Next was Tim Bates (great to fish with him on the bank again - we had some real battles when he fished with Fenland Rods) in corner peg 12, and he had just 35 lb 2 oz, including some barbel.

Tim Bates (father of Alex at
Rookery Waters, Pidley)
had some barbel on peg 12.
Round to my bank, and Mel Lutkin on 13, in the corner where I had fished on Friday, had gone. I was told he had just one fish. To be honest I wasn't that surprised - those corner pegs often have, basically, only one possible shallow margin to fish in, as the margins towards the corner can be really higgledy-piggledy, and the end banks often look so inviting that you can waste a lot of time fishing there if the fish aren't there in numbers.

Mike Rawson - 47 lb 1 oz on peg 14.




Next to me Mike Rawson weighed in 47 lb 1 oz, which I thought was pretty good, and that he should be happy with that as he's having a good spell. Then my fish were weighed, and as usual I had understimated my weights, each net held about 40 lb, and I ended with 121 lb 2 oz. The only other weight near that on my bank was 74 lb 15 oz from Peter Spriggs on corner peg 24.

Peter Spriggs had bream in corner peg 24.
Peter said that he caught on about 2+2 and that his first 11 fish consisted of eight barbel and three bream. Those corner pegs really are so different to the rest of the lake. Anway I ended as the winner.

Marks out of ten
I was most pleased with the time I had spend "in the zone", and immediately after the weighing in finished I honestly thought that I would have had a good weight from any peg apart from possibly the corners. That's how pumped up I was. Watching the Guru underwater video with Steve Ringer and Andy Bennet has made me realise how important the way you feed is, and how important it can be to keep something falling through the water.

Of course I wasn't perfect, but I did change rigs and elastics three or four times during the match - something I'd probably sometimes not do when I should. And I'm working on having a selection of rigs ready for me to easily pick from during the match in future. Work in progress! I give myself 9/10 for a change. Next match Sunday on Yew lake which has not been fishing well for weeks. I'm looking forward to the challenge. Finally, thanks for the invitation, John.

THE RESULT

East bank                                            West bank

24 Peter Spriggs        74 lb 15 oz  4th    1 Joe Bedford              DNW
23 Allan Golightly       20 lb 2 oz            3 Wendy Bedford        DNW
21 Roland Butcher     13 lb 3 oz             Trevor Cousins      48 lb 8 oz   5th=
20 Dave Garner          23 lb 13 oz           7 Roy Whitwell        82 lb 6 oz   3rd
18 John Garner           26 lb                     9 Neil Paas             100 lb 11 oz  2nd
17 Dick Warrener       40 lb 1 oz            10 Callum Judge        48 lb 8 oz   5th=
15 Mac Campbell     121 lb 2 oz   1st     11 Kevin Beavis        DNW
14 Mike Rawson        47 lb 1 oz             12 Tim Bates              5 lb 2 oz
13 Mel Lutkin            DNW

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