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In reply to Post #288
well after getting home i decided on another session this time after the carp i wanted to fish from a big stage the far side on arriving there was other anglers fishing one being berns brother charlie who kindly took my tackle arround for me. after setting up i positioned one rod to my left tight to the lake fringed lillies and the other two to my right scattering a few free offering arround the hook baits. setteling down in my chair i must of dozed off and was awoken to a screamer on my right hand rod ater getting it out of the lillies i netted a mirror of twenty three pounds , i certainly was not going to remove it and returned it to its home i had left my camera at home and no one on the pool had one i repositioned my rod and just sat down and it was away again this turned out to be a forteen pound mirror i was certainly on a hight . i had just sat down and the left hand rod flew off it turned out to be a five pound tench, i caught another four tench to six pounds when the right hand rod absolutly screamed away this was no small fish out into the pool it went staying deep when idid manage to gain line i could see it was a big commen i was just at the net when the hook pulled i was gutted. by the time i went every one else had gone and once again i struggeld up that bank but i left for home a very happy chap not a bad morning i aranged to take mike the following week on a guest ticket more later
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In reply to Post #287
berrington had now gone syndicate once again bern was on the commite and managed to get me membership. there was now some good carp in the lake wich had mysterhously appeard and . had caused quite a stir being ssi and some rare dragon flys in the water english nature wanted them removed a chap called andy came from the enviroment agency and said all carp caught must be put in this cadge they supplied and would be collected and taken away. i had a bit of a laught over this how can all these big carp appear over night. even when graham and i fished it all those years ago we had some times been broke by lardge fish so i was not convinced they had been put in. to get to the pool you had to go down a very steep bank that was not to bad but coming back was my problem with my bad knees and legs ,but i was determined to give it a go since i had fished the lake it had been stocked with tench and these fish were quite big but really it was the bream i wanted i was told they were still there and some big fish had come out but nothing like we caught all those years ago.the syndicate had built stages arround the pool but i did not want to fish from some of these as some were quite small and not that safe i did not fancy falling in . also the pool was very deep in places and i wanted sonme were it was not that deep knowing the pool as i did i chose a swim in a corner of the pool fishing into twelve foot of water. baiting up with bread crums laced with maggots and using a feeder rod i struggeld for the first hour, the tip then flew arround and i was in this certainly was not a bream and on landing the fish it turned out to be a nice six pounds tench in fact i caught eight in all . between five and six pounds. i also started to catch some nice roach proabley the biggest going just over the pound. the bream eventualy came but not big all arround four pounds i was a little bit disapointed as the average size used to be arround seven pounds. i saw some nice carp showing and made up my mind the next session would be after these as some looked ouite big. carrying on i did not have to wait long i was in it w3as a carp there was know way on my light tackle and it was lost. i dont know what the total weight was i dont now use a keep net but probably arround eigjhty pound not a bad mornining there was no one else fishing that morning so i struggeld up that bank to the car on arriving i was quite exusted and atter loading the car i just sat there getting my breath back but i did go home a happy chappey and looked forward to my next session well thats all for npw
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In reply to Post #286
thanks dave your remarks are appreciated
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In reply to Post #285
Keep em coming Pete, you're doing a blinder there mate.
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In reply to Post #284
this ballif lark was not to bad you only went out to check if they had tickets no chasing poachers although you did get the awkward one that did not want to pay. you went mostly weekends friday night or sat night thats when it became quite busy.but in. the week you did not see to many anglers arround as far as the barbel we used to go for short sessions from eight pm to one thirty we had some exelent sport catching some real good fish espeacialy after dark catching at times up to twenty barbell mostley caught on halibet pellet, one method we used frequently was to fill the big heavy flat feeders with maggot and using a short link with a hair with hallibet pellet we had our rods nearly pulled from the rests on many ocassions. we also caught some real good chub using this method on one paticular night we caught five chub between us from four pound s and the biggest just over six. the barbel mostly weighted between six and nine pounds giving exelent sport in fast moving water. the double figure fish kept aluding us but it did eventualy come not one but three in one session but thats another story. i always found the best condions were when the river was rising and there was a bit of colour in the water they would asolutly go mad. thats all for now more later
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In reply to Post #283
i was invited to johns other syndicate water mike was a member so managed to get me an invite there was some good fish preasent the problem was the distance from the cars. with my health there was no way but mike insisted and got my tackle to the water.. the waters were three in all mick and i fished the middle one they were very small but contained some good lumps the average depth about four feet we intended to fish for forty eight hours, the first night i had a couple of runs but the fish were not that big mike managed a twenty pound commen quite a nice looking fish.but i was struggiling badly i did manage a couple more the second night but they were not that big. the end of the session came i had quite enjoyed it and had seen some decent fish. it was dicided to do a two nighter on betton the following week mike and i fished in a double swim fishing into about twelve foot of water on a very firm bottom we baited with a few bollies not over doing it the water was very low stocked and was not that confident we blanked the first night but on the second i was awoken at one am to a screamer and managed to land a big black mirror of twenty plus it wasent long before mike was in with a simaler fish i was quite pleased with the results and planned another session at a later date. we were also members of the shrewsbury federation and wanted to have ago at the barbel and had also been made baliffs more to come later
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In reply to Post #282
mikes brother john had took on another syndicate lake in south shropshire mike told me it was a very hard water to fish as no carp had been caught from the water for at least seven years althought it was a no guest water john invited me for a two night session we arrived at the water on a monday evening at about five pm. what a site it was set in the grounds of a big private school you could take your car to the waters edge it was most pretty about the same size as redmere with a dam at the one end with an island in the middle i fell in love with it as soon as i saw it. there was quite a few fish moving arround in thee weed the far side, but john also said no one had caught for years the problem being the amount of natural food. well after getting our biviees up and having some tea i decided to fish two rods to the island and one into a hole the far in the weed. well the first night we blanked wich i realy expected on the informatoin i had been given. john said the british carp study group used to fish the water some years before and had caught some cracking fish when they had it. i looked arround most of the next day and saw some nice fish although not that big but it wet my appite out went the rods again the same as the night before with a few free offering. i was awoken at three in the morning with a couple of bleebs on my alarm the rod wich was fished into the weed on looking at the rod tip it was bent right round so picking up the rod no need to tighten down ii was in shouting mike he came at a run im in mate he shouted john who arrived seconds after i played the fish not bieng to ruff i did not want to loose it being the first one caught for all those years. when landed in a ball of weed we all took a look it looks to be a twenty said john it was asuperb looking commen deep belled . when weighed and photos had been taken it was returned at a weight of fifteen plus smaller than what they had thought but i did not care i had caught the first carp out of there for seven years john kept saying its a feather in your cap and was so exited saying once again how hard the water was and let me say this was not the last i had from this pretty i went home a very happy angler more to follow
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In reply to Post #280
it was well into the nintys then when i met a man called mike hinton who has been a true friend althought disabled himself he always puts others first. he had just started fishing and was in his brothers carp syndicate in south shropshire. so i invited his brother and mike to fish lordys lake, ii was not that confident as the lake had not been fished for some considrable time i had not been myself because of my affliction. it was rather over grown but we managed to clear some swims and set up i dicided to use some 12 ml bolies with shrimp paste wraped arround it. i placed my baits under the far bank under some bushes i did not wait long i had a screamer on the left hand rod landing a lovely looking commen at ninteen pounds it was johns turn next lading a sixteen pounds mirror, i was away again on the middle rod another commen seventeen pounds. hearing a shout from mike i found him up to his knees in water i dont know what ive got on here i cant do anthing with it he had been taken right down the middle of the lake i could see it was a big fish there was a big bow wave he could do nothing it just parted company what ever was that i had no idea after winding in his end tackle was absolutly shreaded i now had my suspisions was it a cat but i had never heard of one in there well i was in again and what a fish a liner of twenty one pounds twelve oz. mikes wife has since kindly printed this fish on a tea shirt for me as it was so pretty mike hads a commen of eighteen pounds. ithen caught a tench of four pounds with pad marks on both sides of his body was i right about a cat . it ended with six carp for me and one tench not one fish below sixteen pounds one to mike and one to john not a bad day i was on a hight. john had a look arround and said he had seen some very big fish probably upper thirtys this did not suprise me as the lake had not been netted for years and no one fished it only myself and had found that dificult due to my bad knees, well more to come later
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In reply to Post #279
with my arthrities getting worse i left the fishery i had some great years there seven years in total my right hip was getting worse and i was finding it dificult chasing poachers arround. graham and ron left with me the owner asked me to stay on but i refused as i was also expecting to go in hospital for the new hip wich i had with in the next couple of weeks it was a complete success and gave me my mobilty back. i started to fish the river again taking old ron along when i went we had some great times fishing the shrewsbury federations water i realy wanted to fish for the barbel and maybe catch my first double wich i did at a later date dick had now passed away so there were no more trips to see him wich i really missed but as i say i started to catch some nice specimens never going over nine pounds but most welcome i would go for an evening session catching as many as eighteen in one evening the chub fishing was also good catching many to five pounds while fishing for barbel they did seem to go hand in hand you would catch them out of the same swim it was pure heaven just me ron and the rods no pressure at all i did not relize how much i had missed it we also caught some nice roach not big may be arround the pound but good fishinjg it certainly was good to be back catching .the federation also had a small pool with a few good carp although i never caught any huge fish i had lots to just under twenty pounds bigger fish had come out much bigger but i was not that lucky but others struggled so i must of been doing somthing right bomere was about to go syndicate once again leased by some lads who carp fished two of them are now well known but then youngsters ellis brazer and young alex perrin who have turned out real good anglers, bern and i had a couple of sessions on there before it went and caught some good fish to 27 pounds and others to twenty plus even though it went syndicate i could still fish owing to being baliff for the owners bern and i always kept are captures close to our chest never telling any one else little did the syndicate know how maney fish bern and i caught out of bomere at that time. more to follow
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In reply to Post #278
well there was some big old carp in that fishery i can rember bieng out on a punt with the bosses son we had caught quite a few good trout and we were using deep sunk lures i had a tremendous take the fish went strait under the punt with two ankers down i could not move arround to play it up came the ankers and the fish was away up the lake we followed with my mate using the electric motor i said to him this is no trout unless a big brown we followed this fish half way along the lake the fish keeping very deep it never came to the top for at least half an hour i managed to gain line on it what a fish surfaced the biggest carp i have ever seen a big commen he had took the lure fished beep we tried to net him but he was away again my heart was thumping i said to my mate we must not loose this fish so of we went again i played that fish for at least one hour on that fly rod then all went slack he had gone i could of cried what a fish i never did hook another one in the seven years i was there but saw quite a few others when walking arrounnd but none as big as that commen i lost that day. i would love to fish that water for its carp but alas its still a trout fishery . that big fish must still be in there waiting for some luckey fisherman to hook it once again more tales to follow
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In reply to Post #276
well it could be a quite dangerous job and was called out many times by the locals one such night i was called out to some people with dogs i called the police and they attended the poachers were caught and were aqsked to hand the game over to me they refused and before i new it this one came at me like a raving bull hitting me with a right hook did it hurt the police were quick of the mark but not before i head butted him the police were not happy with my actions but they were took away to the local nick with this chap saying he would see me again and would have me for assult i never did see him again but they did get done in court, another time we caught two men shooting in the day they had 22 caliber rifels and we eventualy caught them the one wanted trouble and kept pushing me with his hands luckley dennis had called the police and they were arrested we learned latter the one had just come out of prison and should not of had a gun in his possesion let alone a fire arm it came to court and he was sent back to prison the other was done for being in gharge of a firearm without a licence the job could be quite stressfull and not being in good healh my wife always worried when i went out at night more tales to follow
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In reply to Post #274
ill carry on here is another funny one night iwas called out to the fishery by the local black smith aparently all the neighbours had heard a girl screaming at the fishery so away i went picking mr cookson up on the way it was only three miles from my house so i was there pretty quiclkley on arriving there was the bosses son with this girl across an old picknick table going at it like two rabbits im sorry but i just had to spoil his fun and explain it was not the done thing to disturb the neighbours at one in the morning especially when he had a caravan on site i had to explain to the the residents that a a party had been going on they were not to pleased more later
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In reply to Post #274
  You've nearly got enough for that book now Pete, good stuff mate
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In reply to Post #273
well here we go the funny side know there was a father and son that visited the fishery on a regular basis no names mentiond as he was a local biusnesss man althought i got on with him he always gave the impresion of a bit of a know all, well on this one day dennis and i were in the lodge looking out of the window where they were fishing was a fence just behind them and across this fence was a trip wire set to catch any poachers that got over it, well the young son must have gone up to it seen the wire and called his dad of course dad bieng dad touched the wire there was an almighty bang the rice i had loaded into the cartridge spraying the tin under it. well dennis and i nearly died laughing they took off down that field like if a swarm of wasps were after them eventualy arriving at the lodge saying that they had nearly got shot i had ajob keeping a straight face it was explained to them what it was and they should not have been any were near it they were not impressed now to the eel fishing we had had a dabble this one night which proved quite sucsessful catching four the biggest five pounds also losing a much bigger fish so another session was aranged for a friday night bern graham myself and the bosses son, we fished dead baits we did catch eels but we mostly caught trout and not small four and five pounders i said to the son look we cant carry on like this we were absolutly caning the trout i felt like a bloody poacher so under protest from the son i called a holt to it we never did fish for those eels again if his dad had found out he would of blown his top well more later
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