In reply to Post #28
I had a crappy setup for a while, that was until I splurged all my savings on 2 X 11ft glass fibre North Westerns and 2 X Mitchell 410's.
I wasn't driving then, so I had to load my Chopper up with all my gear as best as was able to; with one of those old ladies shopping basket/ trolly two wheeled tartan numbers lashed to the back of it like a weird trailer. I'd cycle for miles to a well known forest pond, spending all my free time expectedly hoping that I'd catch, but as luck would have it, end up catching absolutely zero - tricky pool that one.
The Nu-Brolly hadn't been out all that long and was just the best thing ever. The thing with the Nu-Brolly was you could set it up ultra low, the lower the better, like you'd have to crawl in to get underneath it, part of the reasoning was that if a bailiff came around - was like when you see a TV documentary and the monkeys in a tropical forest calling to one another that there was a predator on the loose -- "bailiff, bailiff", and everyone fishing would instantly vanish - to pinch ya money, you could hide under it holding it down by the ribs, and after saying "I know you're in there" for the umpteenth time, he'd eventually give up and go find his next victim to extract a pocket of change from.
I had a crappy setup for a while, that was until I splurged all my savings on 2 X 11ft glass fibre North Westerns and 2 X Mitchell 410's.
I wasn't driving then, so I had to load my Chopper up with all my gear as best as was able to; with one of those old ladies shopping basket/ trolly two wheeled tartan numbers lashed to the back of it like a weird trailer. I'd cycle for miles to a well known forest pond, spending all my free time expectedly hoping that I'd catch, but as luck would have it, end up catching absolutely zero - tricky pool that one.
The Nu-Brolly hadn't been out all that long and was just the best thing ever. The thing with the Nu-Brolly was you could set it up ultra low, the lower the better, like you'd have to crawl in to get underneath it, part of the reasoning was that if a bailiff came around - was like when you see a TV documentary and the monkeys in a tropical forest calling to one another that there was a predator on the loose -- "bailiff, bailiff", and everyone fishing would instantly vanish - to pinch ya money, you could hide under it holding it down by the ribs, and after saying "I know you're in there" for the umpteenth time, he'd eventually give up and go find his next victim to extract a pocket of change from.
In reply to Post #31
Nubrolli was a game changer you are right .... to get enough coverage from Nu-Brollie you really did need to almsost crawl or roll out if it ...... makes me laugh people moaning about low doors to modern bivvies
Nubrolli was a game changer you are right .... to get enough coverage from Nu-Brollie you really did need to almsost crawl or roll out if it ...... makes me laugh people moaning about low doors to modern bivvies
In reply to Post #2
Yep, when I first started carp fishing, you were often in the minority on most waters. Everyone else coarse fished and the word Noddy wasn't even out there. Then, quite quickly I would say, all these people started to fish for carp. What ever way you look at it, ready mades and ever growing availability of better gear I think kicked it off and hence the noddy was born. These days, unless you're on a good syndicate or a decent club or day ticket water, a lot of places are frickin infested with noddies - these aren't carp anglers, they're people who go camping but are trying to catch carp. Anti social behaviour is rife on some waters - drug taking being the most common that I see. Why they think it's acceptable to smoke weed all day long I don't know. I've had the Police on waters when I have seen it. They get a warning most times, but grassing up the ****s does have the desired effect...
Such a shame, but the reality is that these tits spend thousands on all the gear, yet if you gave them some floats and a few maggots, they couldn't even catch a bream. I liked it more back in the day - fish may have been smaller, but carp fishing felt special, you felt special - sitting there behind my KM 5's , my Cardinal 55's and Delkim conversions... using my own bait and with rigs I tied... another world from what most people did at the time. But hey, times change, just these days things are so easy that the World and his Wife seem to carp fish. Everything. literally, is on plate for them now and social media has made it even easier. But... I still maintain that 10% of anglers catch 90% of the fish - that has never changed and I'm still in that 10%, despite the (cough) the 'competition' from many so-called carp anglers... I feel better now
Yep, when I first started carp fishing, you were often in the minority on most waters. Everyone else coarse fished and the word Noddy wasn't even out there. Then, quite quickly I would say, all these people started to fish for carp. What ever way you look at it, ready mades and ever growing availability of better gear I think kicked it off and hence the noddy was born. These days, unless you're on a good syndicate or a decent club or day ticket water, a lot of places are frickin infested with noddies - these aren't carp anglers, they're people who go camping but are trying to catch carp. Anti social behaviour is rife on some waters - drug taking being the most common that I see. Why they think it's acceptable to smoke weed all day long I don't know. I've had the Police on waters when I have seen it. They get a warning most times, but grassing up the ****s does have the desired effect...
Such a shame, but the reality is that these tits spend thousands on all the gear, yet if you gave them some floats and a few maggots, they couldn't even catch a bream. I liked it more back in the day - fish may have been smaller, but carp fishing felt special, you felt special - sitting there behind my KM 5's , my Cardinal 55's and Delkim conversions... using my own bait and with rigs I tied... another world from what most people did at the time. But hey, times change, just these days things are so easy that the World and his Wife seem to carp fish. Everything. literally, is on plate for them now and social media has made it even easier. But... I still maintain that 10% of anglers catch 90% of the fish - that has never changed and I'm still in that 10%, despite the (cough) the 'competition' from many so-called carp anglers... I feel better now
In reply to Post #32
Crawling out from your brolly was ok back in the day but can you do it now, I can't
Crawling out from your brolly was ok back in the day but can you do it now, I can't
In reply to Post #33
Everyone loves a grass
You could call the police on the 10% who still catch all the fish, they're odds on to be smoking or sniffing something = even less ‘competition'
Everyone loves a grass
You could call the police on the 10% who still catch all the fish, they're odds on to be smoking or sniffing something = even less ‘competition'
In reply to Post #35
Sniffing something? Really? While fishing? Does this really happen?
Sniffing something? Really? While fishing? Does this really happen?
In reply to Post #36
Of course it does. The second crate of Stella goes down easier with an 1/8th of shovel
Of course it does. The second crate of Stella goes down easier with an 1/8th of shovel
Countless guys masquerade on the weekend as carp anglers as it provides the perfect cover for indulging in what they can no longer or ever partake in at home where all week the hard working family man image must remain intact and unblemished by activities usually left behind when a youth matures into the real world. The bivvy provides sanctuary free from the mundane shackles of reality that for many it seems self certifies a acceptable excuse to kill two birds with one session so to speak. To each their own I say as today's carp angling is something different and more complicated in its practice dependant upon the individual than the simplest purpose yesteryear provided.
In reply to Post #33
The word “noddy” was certainly there when I started carp fishing in the mid-80s ... I used to hear it every time the Tip Lake anglers walked behind my 45” Nash Bivvy, Sundridge Rods, and Ryobi reels on Darenth Big Lake
The word “noddy” was certainly there when I started carp fishing in the mid-80s ... I used to hear it every time the Tip Lake anglers walked behind my 45” Nash Bivvy, Sundridge Rods, and Ryobi reels on Darenth Big Lake
In reply to Post #39
I was prolly one of them behind you on a lake tour
I was prolly one of them behind you on a lake tour
In reply to Post #40
Fair enough! As kids we were noddies and punished people mercilessly. Learned a hell of a lot in return, even though it was always our turn to go to the shop or pick up fish and chips though!
Fair enough! As kids we were noddies and punished people mercilessly. Learned a hell of a lot in return, even though it was always our turn to go to the shop or pick up fish and chips though!
In reply to Post #41
I'm just teasing mate...although I do know who it was
I'm just teasing mate...although I do know who it was
In reply to Post #42
It was Steve, (Steve Wade, or Webb I think?)
Great days!
Funnily enough, I bumped into Melvin Streeter fishing my local water In Surrey a couple of years back whilst I was out for a run. I recognised him immediately. Unsurprisingly he didn't remember me from 35 years ago but shouted to his nephew two swims down, “see, wherever I go people know me, I'm a f**kin' legend”. He hadn't changed a bit!
It was Steve, (Steve Wade, or Webb I think?)
Great days!
Funnily enough, I bumped into Melvin Streeter fishing my local water In Surrey a couple of years back whilst I was out for a run. I recognised him immediately. Unsurprisingly he didn't remember me from 35 years ago but shouted to his nephew two swims down, “see, wherever I go people know me, I'm a f**kin' legend”. He hadn't changed a bit!