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FREE LINE / FIELD JOURNAL
JAY NEWTON
FIELD NOTES
Needless to say, it wasn t long before my rods were out and clipped up with
pre-sharpened rigs attached.
One quick run through with the rake just to ensure no weed had reinhabited
my spot, and I was away, my leads going down with a tremendous donk, at
which I couldn t help but smile. Over the top with the spod with absolute
accuracy, and I was away.
Beep, beep, beeeeeeep! I could not believe it as I hurried to my rod. I was
attached to my first Wraysbury carp, and what a sight it was The sun
was just starting to rise, revealing the millpond-like lake, that is before my
line tore right throw the glass like reflection as the carp kited hard to the
left, tucking itself deep into a weed bed, resulting in a stalemate between
me and the fish. I felt the line clunking as the weed cut free, allowing me
to have contact once again. The weed had formed a hat on top of the fish,
and because of this, it glided straight in and across the line my cherry
was popped, and the pressure off. Later that morning, my margin spot also
ripped off in violent fashion, landing me an angry yet gorgeous looking
mirror. Brilliant! My previous week s hard work had paid off, and both spots
produced the goods.
Having scribbled down the location of my spots, I decided to move on and
try another area. The North Lake is huge each bay had its own unique
characteristics and features, each swim requiring a new pitch. I set up on
the south bank for my next session.
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