This time last week I was writing about that good bag of fish I'd had on the Three Pools, so after the events of the week on there, I'm chuffed to report that the sport on the Sluice is more than making up for things.
I stuck with the same tactics I've been using for the last couple of weeks and was well rewarded with a fantastic afternoon's sport. The dusted line produced a few pounds of bits for an hour or so, while the other line which I'd fed with three jaffas and some loosefeed was allowed to develop. Jockster and Jacko came to have a butchers (thanks for the pie-can and the windscreen decoration Jacko - stick to the day-job...) and reported that Humph Jr was bagging on the low numbers. As usual, I had the obligatory instruction from the gallery which produced a string of missed bites. They got less than two pegs down the bank and the fish were back. Small skimmers at first, then I started getting liners, lift-bites - allsorts. I foul-hooked a slab up the arse and lost it at the net, then I hooked a monster which tore off downstream before shedding the hook on the next peg.
After replacing the rig and spending a couple of minutes mucking about with the shotting pattern, I was straight back over the bubbles with double caster. The same thing happened and this time it was straight across to the reeds. I got it turned and it was off on a zig-zag anti-torpedo pattern (I think it was making it up as it went along...) before eventually (20 minutes later) coming closer towards me. Imagine my surprise when a common carp of around 9-10lb surfaced at the net and went ballistic. It shot out of the water and disappeared up the sluice - destroying another rig in the process. I knew there were a few in there, but that was the first one I'd ever seen in the flesh.
Another rig secured, I tried again. The bubbles were still appearing in big clouds over the feed and it wasn't long before a good lift-bite signalled a slab bream, which came to the net with minimal fuss - lovely condition and around four and a half pounds. What followed was the sort of stuff that used to be written by Bernard Venables or filmed by a certain jocular and tittering Mr. Wilson (not him off Dad's Army either...) At the finish I'd had 14 bream between around 4 & 6.5lb, 5 tench (one clonker around 5lb) and about 3-4lb of small roach, skimmers and perch.
The youngest is at camp this weekend so no match for me tomorrow (can't get to Clitheroe in 45 minutes - the jump-jet is in for a service) so I'm back on there again early doors for another pleasure chuck.
The Three Pools is dead - long live the Sluice...
4 comments:
10lb carp! Would have been good if you had got it on the bank. You pole anglers seem to lose more fish than you catch lol but those sluice fish are bloody wild
There was an even bigger one lost i the club match the next day.
There are (as you say) some animals in there.
How have the carp got in? Have people illegally stocked them?
They've been in for many years. They were stocked legitimately by the Association.
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