Into the tin and out comes 22, the murmurings were that it was too far down and 13 seemed to be coveted, we'll see and the peg usually holds a few skimmers, although the bright sun and flat calm lake didn't bode well for a day catching silvers.
Plenty of time to set up, so a rig to fish tight across, a shallow rig on a long line, which could also be swung to the far side in case the pole spooked them, a rig to fish soft pellet and one for banded, both on the deck, a rig to fish meat short and finally a margin rig, to fish down towards the empty pallet of 23, which was a perfect depth for maggot and GB.
Not much to write about the first 4 hours, I had one carp across on meat, no bites on pellet, no liners, nothing down the track, no bites on meat short, it was dire, I toyed with the idea of an early finish and a visit to the pub. I did have a couple of skimmers short on dead maggot and a couple of perch. I had been feeding the margin for 45 minutes before dropping in and getting a see through perch on 10 maggots, next put in a bigger perch, before finally, a decent carp. I had a decent run in the penultimate hour, putting 60lb in the net, I put a second next in at 4pm and that was a sign for the fish to bugger off.
I managed 4 more for just over 20lb in that net in the last hour, so smaller fish and less of them - why is it that putting that extra net in so often disrupts things, I had to feed a full pot of GB and some maggots after every fish, dropping back in without feeding meant no sign of a fish.
In the end I was glad I stuck it out and managed third place and a welcome pickup. The margin saved me, good job 23 was empty.
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