Got myself down to Marsh Farm today for my first visit of the year, and found that they have butchered the place. About fifty percent of the trees have been removed.
For my style of fishing, that means that fifty percent of fishing hot spots have been removed. It was like Armageddon, with the bleak wind having nothing to stop it howling across the valley. Very disappointing.
After a quiet first hour, and a few beers, suddenly my float rod was nearly dragged into the water. It turned out to be, after a fairly long and deep fight, a 15lb common carp, beautiful and golden. Very exciting.
I then fell asleep (because of the beers) for an hour. The bites started to hot up, but i kept losing them in the snags or got snapped. One beast snapped my 12lb line like it was cotton. The power of them is awesome.
Lessons to be learned here, I think.
Quite a good trip, but the constant wind was dispiriting.
