Brace Of PBS

Ben has a right result as the carp wake up in a Cambridgeshire lake.

As I sit here and begin to write this, the reality of the past weekend’s session still hasn’t really sunk in. How the gruelling long, cold winter nights punished me for so long. The constant questioning going through my head as I sat there looking out at a motionless lake. I had racked up well into double figures of blank sessions and something had to give.

Well it wasn’t until a couple of weeks ago that a sudden climate change brought in a bit of hope. The odd fish started to slip up in the lake and my confidence level grew. The lake I fish in Cambridgeshire is around 25 acres, 15 acres being a large, pretty barren bowl which channels into around eight acres of islands, snags and lilybeds which then, via a tiny channel, goes into the last two acres of a small area known as Reed Lake. The name gives it away really as this small section of the lake is around 75% covered with rather dense Norfolk reedbeds. This area and the snags were where I was concentrating on the most, as past knowledge said this was where they turned up at this time of year.