Sherwood Showers and F***ing Michael Fish

This is a brief tale. Timed to perfection arrive as the weight in is completed at Holmedale. All caught, good weights. Place alive with fish. Pegs selected. Feeder to lilies. Corn and meat as bait. Fish from the off, usual nearly pull your rod in.



Then the weather that has not been forecast arrives. Cold, fleece on, fine rain, dark, bleak and doesn't look like stopping. Fish only a few hours after pouring bait into the margins. Pack up and it stops. Kit smelly and wet through.

Nicholls 4 carp. PC 3 carp. Bugger!