Hi men ,
Many years ( 80ish ) ago I was fishing a lake for carp through the winter , and catching very regular
, doing nothing revolutionary , just getting things right . Fishing with a mate , I got my bait into position nearly half way across the lake , onto a patch of slit . I had a couple of fish , things were looking good , when another angler turned up opposite me just as things were getting dark . I recast , mainly so he could see where i was fishing , only to see his rig fly out , almost bang in the middle of the rings left by my rig
. I was livid , steam coming out of my ears , I was off to confront this idiot , only to be calmed down by my mate , so we ignored him .
During first light I had another 2 fish , when his rig flew out nearer me than mine
. That was it , I was off rapid , and looking to show him the error of his ways . He then set off quickly in my direction
, with people following knowing I would 100% throw the first
.
Meeting with each other we burst into laughter . It was someone I knew , Alan Taylor ( wacker catcher baits , and general big carp angler ) . Being very cut thoat at the time , he was on the ball , and said he just wanted to see what I was up to.
Over a cuppa it we chatted over rigs / baits / location , then off he went chuckling . Now , we just move , simple .
Hatter