Friday, 1 August 2025

A good day on a peg I fancied, on Elm

Peg 15, Elm, Wed, July 30
A joyful start to this Spratts match on Elm, Decoy, even though Elm has not been sparkling lately. But Joe Bedford was - he was 95 the previous day, had no doubt been out all night on the lash, but turned up bright as a button at the draw. 

   My left margin was quite deep.  There   
 wasn't  much wind at  the start, but as
always it increased during the day.
When my name was drawn out Trevor asked what peg I'd like. I said "Fifteen, or 16 or 17." And he promptly pulled out 15 for me, on the far bank, followed by raucous laughter from some of the less sophisticated members of the club. I just ignored them.

Actually my thinking was pretty good. The wind was Westerly, blowing into the far bank, and woulkd probably be giving us a fair raspberry ripple later in the day; in addition that prevailing West wind has gradually damaged the East banks of all the strip lakes, and in several places the margins that side are noticeably shallow - down to 18 inches in some small spots. And that area of Elm has always been pretty good.

I find shallow water!
Anyway I sallied forth, and to my delight found that there was a cut-out to my right that looked to be shallow. Indeed it was - little more than 12 inches near the bank. And I fully expected to see fish in there before the match ended.
Most of my fish came less than a metre out
 from the corner of the reeds. The water
 near the bank was 12 to 18 inches
deep, but no carp came in there all day.

But I started out on the pole at two-plus-three with expander, with just a few micros potted in. Soon I was plagued with liners from fish near the surface. I looked across to the far bank, to my left, and saw that Trevor was definitely fishing a mugging rig. He's so good at that, and I assumed he would catch a fair number that way.

 One hour gone...
After half-an-hour, with no proper bites, I went out shallow with a banded pellet; but still nothing. An hour had gone and I was fishless, while to my left John Smith had landed a carp, on his short line, that looked to be approaching double-figures.

The wind then became colder, and Bob Walker walked past me back to his van for his jacket, saying he was freezing. The anglers opposite, in the lower numbers 1 to 12, all had back wind and hardly any ripple. 

Into four feet of water
I wasn't too worried at  that stage about being behind John but decided, after another look on the long line, that I would have to come in closer. At the far end of the cut-out there was about three feet of water right against the reeds, rolling down to about four feet a metre out, then dropping down into the deep run which was about five-and-a-half feet. I put some hemp and micros close to the reeds, with corn on the hook. Assuming the bait would roll down the slope I dropped a hook with a grain of corn into four feet of water and ht a carp. It didn't seem foulhooked, but I played it on the Preston 17 hollow elastic for ages, and eventually the hook pulled out.

I changed the elastic for Slik 16-18 solid and that was very much better - a 6 lb carp soon snaffled up a grain of corn and quickly ended in my 20-inch landing net.

That four-foot swim became my banker for the next three hours. Bites never came quickly, but I found that by changing the bait frequently I could get occasional fish - a 1 lb F1 and then good carp up to 7 lb. I also hit one fish which didn't take out much elastic but which just would not come in for ages. That was a 2 lb barbel - how they fight! I also made a swim in the deep water only a couple of metres away from where I had been catching fish, and as soon as I dropped in there I had a carp. But I had only a couple there before moving back.

John Smith was on my left and had a good carp before I had a fish.

Several different baits
Mussel, corn, worm and paste all took fish until I had about 60 lb. When bites slowed I put dead maggots into the really shallow swim, and followed it up with a rig baited with a bunch of deads. But I never had even a liner; never saw any clouds of mud; never saw a swirl there. I saw John land another couple of big carp, but I wasn't sure how many he'd had - he wouldn't need many at that size to beat me. 

My left margin was much deeper - just over four feet near the platform but beyond that it became bumpy, and in one spot there was a hole - just as if someone had dug out a few spadefulls of soil. I found a small flat spot at five feet, put in some micros and hemp, and had a 4 lb carp immediatel, andd one a little later; but no more. I should have gone out to the deepest water, even though I'd not put bait in there, for a quick look. But I didn't!

A last-gasp ten-pounder
I looked at my watch with just a few minutes to go; dropped in the four-foot swim again with mussel; and had a bite. This proved to be the best fish of the day at around 10 lb, and it was my last. I had clicked 39 lb for the first net and hadn't clicked the last couple of fish in the second net, but thought I had 40 lb there - total estimate 79lb.

Mick Ramm's last carp was 11 lb 7 oz.
The weigh in
The pattern on the opposite bank soon became clear - it had been hard, and the better weights were towards my end. Neil Paas on 10 was top on that bank with 60 lb 10 oz, and Mick Ramm, fishing in corner peg 12, was second with 48 lb 1 oz. Then the scales came to our bank.

In corner peg 13 Bob Walker had 34 lb 4 oz. I'd not been able to see him because of the reeds, but I'd looked at some recent catches on Elm and seen that peg 13 had fished quite badly recently, so I thought Bob had done alright.

Martin Parker was third, 66 lb 5 oz.
My net clicked at 39 lb went 36 lb, and the  other  one  was  over,  with 48 lb-plus - total 85 lb 7 oz, which was leading. John hadn't eclipsed me - his carp went 42 lb 6 oz. But Peter Spriggs, fishing his favourite paste on peg 20, beat all of us - he won with 99 lb 1 oz, leaving me second, with Martin Parker third on 66 lb 5 oz.

So our bank had fished best - you can't overstate the importance of that raspberry ripple.

Marks out of ten
I lost only four fish - two foulhooked and two probably not foulhooked. Compared with a lot of the others I think that was good - some lost a lot more. But I hadn't prepared properly, and swapped rigs two of three times, ending with getting my big 3gm special method rig out of the holdall, and it caught one fish. I should have had it out earlier, when there seemed to be more fish willing to consider taking the bait. And in the deep swim my rig was a bit light a 0.5 gm - I should have had heavier rigs ready. I was probably worth 7/10. I will have more rigs ready on Willows on Sunday.

Peter had plenty to laugh about - 99 lb 1 oz and the win. Well done, Peter!


THE RESULT
East bank                                            West bank

24 Mike Rawson        DNW                      1 Joe Bedford           20 lb
22 Martin Parker       66 lb 5 oz      3rd    3 Wendy Bedford    20 lb 10 oz
                                                                   4 John Garner         14 lb 3 oz
20 Peter Spriggs       99 lb 1 oz       1st     6 Trevor Cousins     18 lb 11 oz
18 Kevin Lee            47 lb 3 oz                 7 Roy Whitwell      40 lb 14 oz
16 John Smith           42 lb 6 oz                9 Bob Barrett          30 lb 9 oz
15 Mac Campbell     85 lb 7 oz     2nd    10 Neil Paas           60 lb 10 oz  4th
13 Bob Walker         34 lb 4 oz                12 Mick Ramm    48 lb 1 oz      5th



















THE RESULT



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