I almost cancelled my session today, not because I am superstitious but because of the awful weather! I could see my breath and the continual rain was freezing. However, spring has been making inroads, particularly this
week, when temperatures were pretty decent on Wednesday. It must have stirred the carp up, because the bay at The Other Pool was a lively place at times today, despite the chilly deluge. When I arrived, there were three carp on the top, in the stirred-up
soupy water. One was a mirror, with dark shoulders giving way to sandy flanks. I couldn't see a great deal of it, because of the soupy water, and because I was six feet from the water's edge and crouching down. This was because those carp looked so 'spookable'.
I fed the geese off, - sending them to the far corner of the bay, and I cast six feet away from the water's edge, still in a crouching position. Twenty minutes later, lips rose to the crust - but it was a small common, not the fine mirror I had
spotted. It was a glorious-looking common though! They all are in that pool, in fact.
The geese came back, and I decided to try broken prawns on the bottom, - fished with the aid of a sight-bob - my favourite "float".
It is effectively freelining with a blob of colour on the line. One hour later, I was into a better fish - the one shown here. It was slightly above average for the pool, not a monster; - but need I say how delighted I was to feel the rod bending again ; those
surges of power...? It has been a long winter.
Speaking of winter - I was cold and extremely wet by then. With carp so close and so spooky, a brolly had been out of the question. I decided to try for a third carp,
and then head for home. It was time to be sensible.
At around 2pm, the sight-bob shot away again, and I was playing a slightly smaller but dogged common - my third of the day!
Who says Friday 13th is unlucky? Not for me, it seems...