BRYANS ANGLE

Saturday just gone saw me getting a pass from 'she who must be obeyed' to spend the night fishing as she was off out with friends. Now i only found this out saturday morning so i promptly rushed through my days work, loaded up 'The Beast' and shot over to my syndicate water to try for tench and maybe a carp. Unfortunately after a check around the water and ear marking a couple of swims, when i actually went back to them they were taken by carpers, bummer. Oh well i thought i,ll settle for a swim which i,ve had my eye on for a while, but lo and behold when i got there a chappie was there chucking lures for the resident pike. I spent the next half hour or so chatting with this chap, he was a nice guy, before loading up the barrow and walking around to the next swim along. By 6.30 i had 3 rods set up, 2 for the carp and one for tench. I,d seen bream and possibly tench rolling to the left of this swim so i was hopeful.  I baited the area i,d seen the fish roll with a rig...

Since returning from holiday i,ve only managed one over night session on my syndicate water. Unfortunately this didn,t result in any carp on the bank but i did have 6 screaming runs which resulted in 6 good thumps on the rod as lifted into them which then resulted in me reeling in 6 great big balls of weed with no fish hidden inside. This water is a nightmare as there is so much weed in it making it really hard to find a clear spot. And when you find a spot to place a bait when you finally get a run the carp lodge tight in a nearby weedbed as soon as you pick the rod up. I will get to grips with the place, i just need to spend a bit more time there. I did manage this cracking rudd on a zig rig with a small imitation beetle on the hook. First time i,ve used a zig before. Unfortunately it didn,t register a take and i only realised it was there when i reeled in. It has given me a little idea about trying for the rudd with smaller zigs on my lighter gear sometime though. I reckon that...

Well I,ve actually managed to have a bit of fishing lately as she who must be obeyed has been dragging me to  the weddings of various friends and I have been grumbling at how little time i,ve had to go fishing. In the end I think I actually pissed her off so much that she told me to shut the f*** up and go for the weekend . I didn,t need telling twice and I was off like a shot to my secret squirrel syndicate water. When I arrived all the swims I fancied where occupied so I opted to fish the deeper water as there had been a few out from that area the previous week. After setting up camp in my chosen swim I found that there wasn,t actually much weed here, unlike the rest of the lake which is top to bottom with eel grass. Out went a couple of dozen spombs full of particle to a nice gravel area 10ft out from some reeds and two rods were dropped in the area. One on fake corn and the other on a snowman. The third rod was launched as far as I could towards the island on a chod rig. ...