A Perfect Session
The sun was shining (at last); I was heading for Grenni for my first trip of the year and a two nighter to boot! What more could I want? Well a fish or two would be nice. But considering my form last spring, 13 nights for not a bite I was not over confident and had decided to just relax, enjoy the spring weather and see what happened.
The lake looked great when I arrived mid-afternoon on Tuesday, the revamped swims were stunning. The floods may not have done Paul any favours but his subsequent hard work has certainly benefitted the members! After my usual hour or so circuit of the lake looking and talking to those already down, I was, also as usual none the wiser! Nothing had been out and I was beginning to feel a sense of déjà vu!
So it was make my mind up time, never a strong point of mine. I always think the two island swims have great form in the spring so with nothing else to go on that’s where I headed. Les bollard was in 8, which is the side I prefer but 6 was free so the decision was made for me. I’d decided I would move up to 8 early next morning as Les was going then.
The wind, as usual on Grenville was quite stiff but it dropped a bit as evening came on and I managed to get the rods out and a few spods of bait. By evening the wind had died completely and it was a lovely still moonlit night, but biteless! Until just as it was getting light at 5.30, a run! Quickly getting over my amazement I disentangled myself from my sleeping bag and after the usual energetic fight I had a mirror of 19.5 in the net. I barely had time to sort myself out and feel pleased that I’d got such an early and unexpected result when at 6.15 am, after an even harder fight, a very pretty 23.6 scaley was in the net. It was now a classic early spring morning with the sun coming up over a misty racecourse and I was seeing fish show in front of me. It looked as if more by luck than watercraft I had landed on a few fish. I decided I would be mad to move and another run for a 20.9 mirror at quarter to nine showed I’d made the right decision! This was emphasised even more so when twenty minutes later I was away again for a beautifully coloured scaley just an ounce bigger than the last.
I decided I might need a bit more bait out and managed to spod out a few more boilies despite an increasing awkward crosswind. Problem was I’d only brought about 2 ½ kg with me, thinking I’d probably only be fishing bags or singles for the chance of one fish! Still I couldn’t do anything about that now and could just hardly believe I’d had more fish in 5 hours than I’d had in 5 weeks last Spring!
The wind by now was really cutting down on the distance I could cast, I was probably only getting about 90 yards and felt that would probably be the last of the action as I’ve always considered peg 6 to be a bit of a distance swim. But as if to show me that I still have a lot to learn about Grenville, at just gone eleven o clock I landed one of Paul’s babies at 12.6. Small but perfectly formed as they say! Certainly a lovely one for the future.
In fact I only just had time to net this one before I struck into a more solid feeling beast and after a serious battle was holding up a chunky 29 pounder for Paul to photograph.
Things did then finally quieten down leaving me time to reflect on a brilliant morning’s fishing and relax, in only the way an angler can when they’ve caught a few fish! However the day wasn’t quite
done, as out of the blue in the middle of the afternoon an orangey hued scaley dragged me out of a pleasant doze. That one went 18.13 and gave me a final total of 7 fish for the day. I could really hardly believe it, but I had certainly for once been in the right place at the right time.
That evening I celebrated and really pushed the boat out with two cans of beer with my meal! The wind died right down and so I put the rest of my bait out and got the hookbaits where I wanted them.
Again it was a quiet night (very civilised) but I was woken to another perfect dawn by a screaming run. This fish really did not want to come close to the bank and set off into the distance with an unstoppable force. I had just about stopped back winding when to add to the tension another rod burst into life! There was nothing I could do and as I felt I was already attached to a good fish I could only let the other one free spool its way out to wherever it wanted.
After what seemed an age and a nail biting battle I had a real chunk in the net. Luckily by now Colin had arrived from peg 8 and helped transfer the fish safely into a holding sling while I caught up with the long distance runner on the other rod! Amazingly it was still on and had found no weed or other refuge and Colin was soon taking pictures of a slightly portly 25.4 mirror. The big girl went 37.7 a new best for me from Grenville and a fantastic looking fish too. A cliché I know, but really the “icing on the cake” for me.
An absolutely gorgeous sunny day developed albeit with the now obligatory feisty crosswind! I was just happy to bask it what had turned out to be a great couple of days. I’m sure by now I was just fishing singles and it really did look as if my good fortune had run its course. I suppose I secretly did want to hit double figures and that desire too was met when, again in the early afternoon I hit into an incredibly strong fish. With the line singing in the wind it just held out near the island and if I had lost it I would have been convinced it was a forty! However it was a sleek and muscle packed 25.7 with ideas above its station!
That ended what for me, was a perfect session, a lovely lake and environment, fantastic weather , great company and of course brilliant fishing. Thanks to Colin and Karl for help in photographing and landing fish also to Karl for showing me a great little edge, he’ll know what I mean! And definitely thanks to Paul for creating such a great fishery!