callaghan1993
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I decided today that after work with the weather being nice I'd try for the carp in my local pond. Turning up around 2pm with my modest carp rod, bag of bits, chair and a tin of luncheon meat I had a quick look round the lake to see all the 'bivvy boys' sat with their radios on, and 15 rods each cast to every corner of the pond. Setting up my rod in a quiet bay I flicked out to a promising looking spot near the margins, and settled down to watch the day pass. About half and hour in my rod set off, and after a nice fight I landed a 14lb common. After a quick photo I slipped it back in, and was greeted with a shout of 'how big was that one?' From one of the bivvy dwellers who had set up base camp on the far side of the lake. After my first thought of 'shut up shouting you idiot' I replied 'only about a pound mate' 'I didn't hear your alarm go off!' Was the reply, 'nah, I don't use one mate' and he returned to his dwelling. I rebaited and cast to the same spot and had 2 more small carp in the next 2 hours. By half 5 I was packing up when the bailiff came and asked 'as tha ad owt?!' I replied 'yeah, 3 pal' and left him in disbelief that an 'amateur carper' had 3 on luncheon meat when nobody had caught 3 all winter with their far better tackle and bait. The most satisfying walk back to the car I've ever had watching the pro's pack up their dry nets