The Black Water session 5

Managing an early start to the session due to the poor weather conditions, i managed to arrive at the lake with a couple of hours daylight to spare giving me an extra night on the bank. With the coots still being present in numbers i opted to fish large bags of crumbed Bacteria B1's and the areas were peppered with 20 baits close to the areas of the hook baits. By dark i was fully organised and had the rods settled on some areas of hard substrate away from the stinking silty pockets and as the light was fading the sky cleared, giving way to a very starry sky. The temperatures plummeted soon after dark and the evening had closed in, by around 5 it was completely dark,

After a good hot meal and a fair few cuppas it wasn't long before the temperatures had me settling into the bag for a warm up and a read.
Throughout the night the wind swung around and when the cloud came in the pressure dropped and the rain started. Friday morning came and went without so much as an indication on the alarms and by lunchtime i was ready to re bait and re position them onto the same spots, once done the coots were on me in a flash and the annoying little gits just wouldn't leave me alone. Throughout the day, eyes were on the water looking for signs of the fish holding up or moving about but nothing was seen.
As evening approached it was time to re organise the rods and once done i waited for the lower light levels before trying to apply some freebies into the spots.
Again an uneventful night passed with a hand full of serious rainstorms coming my way and waking at first light would see me paddling around in a flooded mud bath. Ive never been one to clean and look after my kit, but this place was starting to make even me look bad !

With the last night coming up i moved one of the rods off the clay plateau i had been fishing and opted to fish this rod on the far margin, flicking the marker out over there i was finding a couple of extra foot of water but no underwater features to go at so it was more a case of just banging it out into the silt and seeing what would come of it. Mid afternoon and the bobbin on the right hand rod kissed the carbon and dropped back, i hit it to feel and lose a fish in a fraction of a second. Reeling in, i soon saw that the hook had folded back on itself and set the point into the coating on the braided hook length. A freaky random occurrence that Ive never had happen before and hopefully never will again.

The evening passed in good company and with one of the lads banking a mirror that we've had previously at an ounce under 19lb at least we got to set eyes on a carp !
The lake is now starting to fill up and is probably sat at around 3 1/2 acres currently. I'm sure we've only a hand full of sessions left on it before the venue becomes around 16 acres of flood land and impossible to fish due to the bank sides flooding and the volume of water it contains in the winter months, but being optimistic i think we have a few weeks left yet !