The second night soon rolled in but this time I decided to bring the rods in close and fish them at the bottom of the marginal slope. firstly because I’d seen some fish sneaking past earlier that day and secondly I hoped to avoid the shoals of bream that seemed to love the deeper, silty spots out in the lake.
I drifted off to sleep around midnight and the next thing I remember is coming round with a rod in my hand, attached to a very angry carp.
The fight involved many attempts to find refuge in some marginal snags but eventually a very long mirror came gliding over the net cord to put a huge smile on my face. At 38.03lb this was very welcome and a fish that was probably older than me!
Mike came round with the camera to capture some lovely shots before I wrapped everything down and headed home. So much for catching up on some sleep, sleeps over rated anyway!