What I have been needing for some time now is a good blow out to clear the cobwebs and shift this cabin fever. With a small break in the rain Ben, Simon and I decided to head to a new water. We knew the water was stuffed with carp but we had heard some very quiet whispers there were a few good perch in there. So after an hour or so in the car we arrived at what can only be described as an oversize muddy puddle. Visibility wasn't too bad so we setup quickly and began chucking some plastic.
First cast for me and I foul hook a carp of reasonable size, after a good run about the inevitable happened and the hook pulled. We continued to plod away and only a few minutes later Ben was in, what ever it was it was lively jumped and spat the hook. It was hard to tell if it was a small foul hooked carp or a perch.
Moments later I had a follow off a perch that hit the lure at my feet, I dropped the lure to the bottom, twitch twitch bang! Fish on and the first perch of the day.
This just what we wanted a sign they were in here and what a good sign with a fish of over a pound. Optimism soared and everyone was casting with much more conviction but unfortunately to no avail. We decided to move round the lake a little and it wasn't long before I heard that oh so familiar call "YEP!". Ben was in and looking at his rod I thought he had foul hook a carp. I ran over to give him a hand desperate to see the fish. His Corto EX was bent double and Ben was convinced it was a perch. His reel was singing but it wasn't long until we saw the fish. That's when the expletives started and to honest they didn't stop all day. Ben had just nailed a clear PB perch.
And what a PB to get, quite simply a fish of a life time. 4lb 10oz! This is by far the largest perch I have ever seen in the flesh. A stunning fish and an absolute slab.
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