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Over the last couple of years whilst I have been Carp fishing abroad, I have slowly become more and more interested in attempting to try and catch a Catfish. On a couple of my trips last year, I decided to take two Catfish rods, which I had made to my own specifications. The idea being, that I would attempt whilst fishing on the River Saone in France to catch a Cat at the same time as I was pursuing my main, and preferred pray, the Carp. Unfortunately, because of one reason or another, the Catfish rods never came out of my 'top box', (this is a carrier on top of my car, where I keep my rods when travelling, to protect them from any damage). I think the main reason for the Cat rods stopping in the top box, is most probably because once I as concentrating on catching my chosen quarry (the Carp), I find it difficult to deter from the task which I have set myself and hard to change from one prey to another. However, this year, I decided to go all out for a purely Cat fish trip. I was already good friends with a guy named Martin Walker, and we had discussed a possible trip where I would accompany him on one of his many guided trips to the rivers in France. Unfortunately, the week that I had in mind was not good timing for Martin, as his wife would be ready to give birth to their child around that particular week! Undeterred, I next spoke to a fella by the name of Luke Moffat about a possible trip with him, this also was not to be, as he was fully booked for the week I had inquired about. Although the week in question was fully booked, we had a long talk and Luke suggested that we could possibly help each other later on in the year, his idea was for me to front a competition for him in Carp Talk, to provide his new venture of Carp fishing holidays from the campsite where he runs his guided Cat fish trips. This particular site is situated on the side of the River Soane and has all the amenities you could require, even a swimming pool! His idea was that the winners of the competition would be accompanied by me to assist them in catching some River Saone Carp, and while I was there Luke could take me out for the odd session Catfishing. This particular competition did run in Carp Talk. While I was discussing the possible competition with Luke, he informed me that there was a Cat meeting quite close to my neck of the woods and that he would be attending to promote his trips and also his new rods. He suggested that as I was obviously very interested in Catfishing we should meet up there and have a good talk about Catfishing and also the future competition. I had never been to a catfish meeting before, but I am very happy that I listened to Luke's advise and went to my first Cat meeting, it was not as big as the Carp meetings I am used to, but even so I thoroughly enjoyed it. Whilst there, I managed to bump in a few Carp anglers, one of these anglers was face I knew fairly well, Colin Bunn. I had seen and talked to him several occasions at Carp Society meetings, but I was not aware that he was very accomplished Cat angler. When I saw his pictures on the display boards, I was more than surprised as I gazed at several of the pictures with him holding 100lb plus Cats. I immediately realised my search for a person to go Cat fishing with was over, not only did he catch very large Cat's but I also knew him fairly well! I had talked to him in the past so I could sense he was just like me and obsessed with fishing! If you are anything like me, fishing rules your life, even when you are not on the bank! We quickly became friends and I started to soak up all the information he could give me, and there was plenty of it to absorb. He likes to leave nothing to chance when fishing, everything he recommended to me had been thoroughly tested over the years to give him the best results. As you will notice in some of the photographs we are wearing tee shirts advertising 'Cat Master Tackle', this is Collins latest venture and he plans to sell all the products that have been given him his success over the years. Some of these products are not readily available in the UK, so he has to import a large majority of them, he is even having certain products made for him. He has developed them himself over the years, in my opinion if Colin recommends it, then it is more than good enough for the job!
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He told me his fist trip this
year was to be in April, but he was already committed to a 10 day trip
with his friend and regular fishing partner Paul. As he had already arranged
to fish with Paul, it would not be possible for me to go on that first
trip, or would it? We hatched a plan that hopefully would suit us all,
this was for him and Paul to continue there planned trip and for me to
go out and join them at the end of their trip, with Colin stopping on
for a further six days with me. We spoke to Paul and asked him if he
was prepared to return home after 10 days by himself, so that I could
continue to fish on with Colin, then at the end of my six days fishing,
Colin would return home with me. Paul said he was OK with this, much
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As the time of the trip came closer, Colin advised me of all the equipment I would require to hopefully play and land my first Cat. My goal on this trip was to just hopefully hook, play and land a Catfish, the size to me being irrelevant, I just wanted to catch a Catfish. If I was lucky enough to catch a largish one, then that would be an extra bonus. The weeks leading up to the trip soon passed and before I knew it I was at Collins house seeing him and Paul off on their journey to the River Ebro in Spain. The days to me joining them soon passed and before I knew it, it was time for me to start my journey to meet them in Spain. I had little contact with them, as Paul's mobile had refused to work due to bad reception in the area they were fishing. I must admit I was not looking forward to the long drive through France and Spain to join them, it would be the furthest I have ever travelled in a car on my own. I said goodbye to my long suffering wife Lynn, who has to put up to up my obsession with fishing abroad, also to wish luck to my two sons who are anglers so they understand why their dad chose these strange things! I was soon on the journey down to the ferry, with 24 hours of traveling in front of me. All that was in my mind at the time was, this has to be done, in order to accomplish my goal of catching my first catfish. I reached the ferry with seconds to spare as I had mistaken the time of sailing, luckily they rushed me through and I just got on, I think they were just about to close the back doors when I arrived! The ferry crossing was uneventful, the usual walk around the duty free etc. I bumped into a few Carp anglers on board, they were all off to their 'top secret' waters, not giving out any information (as if I really wanted to know anyway!). The ferry docked and I was the last car off as I had been the last one on, now my long drive to the river was to begin. The weather through France was dismal, heavy rain making driving conditions extremely hard, with the spray from the large lorries restricting my vision when passing them. It was foot to the floor, I had a lot of miles to cover and I wanted to cover them in as short a time period as possible. I followed the route that Colin had given me, passing many well known Carp lakes as I sped through France. I would have liked to stopped off at a couple of them, the ones that I have not yet fished, but I could not stop, because it was a race against time, in order to keep the bait in good condition. I had been driving for about 10 hours when I came to the border between France and Spain, as I passed through the one country into the other I could see snow on top of the mountains. There was still at least 3 hours drive ahead of me and I was starting to feel very tired, so I wound down the windows for some fresh air and pressed on. The towns on the map soon passed and it was about one hour away form my destination, as it started to get dark. I thought I must be mad to be doing this, here I am in a strange country driving on roads I have never seen before in the dark, no one to talk to, or read the map for me. I was unsure how I was going to find Colin and Paul, as I could not contact them on their mobile. All I had was a piece of paper with a sketch, of where to find them when I reached the river. At this particular point in the trip it would have been very easy to have just pulled over to the side of the road and gone to sleep for the night and resumed my journey the next day, when I would be refreshed and could also see were I was going. But, being the stubborn individual that I am, I pressed on into the darkness and parts unknown. When I finally got to the river, I drove up and down looking for them trying to work out there location, from my bit of paper with the directions on it. I had actually driven past a couple of times, but been unable to see them in the dark of the night. I headed for a spot where Colin said he would meet me if I could not find them on the river. I had no sooner pulled up at this particular spot, when I saw headlights flashing me from behind, it was Colin who had been visiting the meeting place every hour to see if I had arrived. I followed him down to the swim where Paul greeted me with a cup of coffee, we talked for a bit and I set my bed chair up for the coming night. They informed me that the timing of the trip was spot on and the fishing was excellent, they had both broken the150lb barrier and Colin had one of 182 lbs. We talked for a couple of hours and then they retired to their bed chairs for the night, while I just sat there watching their rods! My adrenaline was flowing now, and all I wanted was to see my first Cat, the tiredness that I had experienced earlier on had completely gone! I did not have to wait long as one of Paul's rods screamed off and he was into yet another large Cat. Colin and Paul had 5 that night between them, they were all photographed and videoed the next morning. Then Paul had the task of doing the reverse journey to the one I had just completed the day before, like me he would be by himself.. We helped him load up and said goodbyes to him, as he drove off I did not envy him his long trip. |
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I settled into the swim, we could not put up a bivvy or umbrellas as we were not able to legally night fish in this area. Colin had already got the licenses well in advance (do not attempt to fish without licenses as, while we were there two anglers had all their rods confiscated, you have been warned). We actually had several visits from the police but, fortunately for us, they were all during the day. Well that's enough about the down side of fishing for the Cats on the River Ebro, lets get back to the story! We set everything up and put out the rods for the forthcoming night and what was to follow that night, and the next five, for me was unbelievable! |
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That first night I had two Catfish, my first was one of 125.00 lbs. and I followed that up with a second Cat of 136.00 lbs. (what a brace!). Unbelievable, over the six days I had a total of 12 Catfish, with seven of these over the 100 lb mark, the largest weighing in at 146.00 lbs. (mind blowing!) . Here is a break down of the my six days fishing and my catch of Cat's Weight in pounds .....Length in inches
Well you must admit it makes pretty impressive reading, actually I still think I must be dreaming! Maybe tomorrow I will wake up and it all has been a dream. Finally I must thank Paul and Colin for all their help, as I am sure without it I would not had such a memorable first trip Cat fishing. 'Big Ron' Woodward -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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If you are a regular reader of Carp Fisher you will remember my Marco Polo series of articles where I took you traveling with me in search of Carp from several different countries. As I have a very limited amount of time for my passion in pursuit of carp, I have found that I have to travel abroad to achieve the size of carp I am personally targeting. Although there are many big fish over here, I do not have the hours to spend in order to do them justice, although I would dearly love to catch one of this country's big home-grown residents (if you know were I am coming from). |
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But as my time for fishing is limited by work commitments,
I have found my best chance of any whackers these days, is by targeting
and catching them big foreign lumps (where they live) …….so with that
in mind, travel again with me down to sunny Spain, and the mighty River
Ebro system which stars its life in the Cantabria Mountains of northern
Spain and then travels east between the Pyrenees Mountains in the north
and the Iberian Mountains in the south. It is the longest river in Spain
and flows for some 565 miles, before it flows out in to the Balearic
Sea of the Mediterranean. (I don't know if it's true, but I have been
told you can actually catch carp in the area, were it flows in to the
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The River Ebro is mainly associated with its huge Catfish (which I also fish for). However there are some enormous Carp over there to, with reported fish to seventy pounds. I myself have certainly seen fish to well over the forty-pound mark and when I was there catfishing with my Son Lee and friend Tony Davies Patrick, he said he had seen them much bigger and I do not doubt his word. As yet, I'm not had anyone show me a picture of any carp over fifty plus, but they are certainly present, and I do have pictures of several forties from there, off my friend who runs a guiding service for Carp and Catfish trips in Spain, Colin Bunn. |
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small Carp that used to be there in abundance. But as the big cats have
feasted on them, the small Carp which are mostly Commons and fish in the
3 to 12lb bracket, have had their numbers drastically reduced, leaving
only the much bigger carp to swim in this area. They fight like crazy and
you can expect to catch plenty of twenty and thirty pound-plus fish at
Me. As they are now caught on a regular basis, the potential for the real
whackers though is there and it is only a question of time before it is
realized by many anglers, what this area really contains.
Although this article is primarily about big Carp of the region, an
article on the Ebro would never be complete without reference to its
monstrous Catfish (which I also fish for) so for those that didn't know,
there are approximately 2500 different types of Catfish throughout the
world, I believe, varying in size from species as small as one inch,
with fish reported up to 15 feet at the other end of the scale. The largest
species is the Wells Catfish, Latin name Silurus Glanis. This is the
species that inhabit the Ebro and a 200 lbs+ fish is on the cards there,
if not already been caught and kept quiet. I have been informed that
they grow to over 700lbs in Russia. |
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On the Continent, the Wells is known by
several names. In Germany it is called the Waller, in France it is the
Silure and in Russia as Ssum or Sheatfish. |
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When fishing over there for Carp or Cats, as I always state on the many web forums I post on, location is of primary importance. If you can't find the fish, then there is really no point sitting in a swim because it looks nice or feels comfortable and waiting for them to come to you!! As on a river they could literally be miles away. Therefore an echo sounder is very necessary in my opinion so you can understand all the features in your swim, plus measure the depth of water you are planning to fish in. Don't stop in a swim too long if you are not seeing signs of fish. It will pay to move on as it is a big stretch of river and the fish can be holed up anywhere. Tackle wise, for the Carp, as I am not here to promote any tackle or bait company, just pass on information, I will say what I usually say – up-grade your tackle when fishing abroad and be sure it is adequate for the job. PVA bags of pellets worked well for me last trip, fishing a large Hook bait over them, 15 lb line and size 2 hooks. You don't want to hook in to a big fish, only to lose it because your tackle is not up to it. For the Cats, there are several methods, the effective 'Buoy method', the clonk Spinning and ledgering, all methods will take cats of 100lb plus fish on a regular basis. |
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Tackle required will be multipliers or the big 6500 bait
runners, sea style rods like Uptiders being my choice. How to get there is the next item I will cover. This will depend if you are on a do-it-yourself type trip, or one of the many organized trips that usually collect you from Barcelona Airport and basically provide a half-board type package, including guiding and tackle. I have travelled over there by car and plane, like on my first trip driving all through France and in to Spain, some 24 hours traveling, or to my most recent trip which was a flight from Birmingham with BA to Barcelona and then a hire car at the airport and a two hour drive to the river. This is a far faster way, but you are limited on tackle. The drive from Barcelona airport to the town of Mequinenza takes between two and three hours and some of the scenery is absolutely breathtaking as the river runs through the rugged mountainous region and as it passes through the wild terrain it meets the large hydro-electric dams that have been built and this has then produced some very large reservoirs full of huge cat fish, carp, zander and bass. The wildlife is amazing, as the river Ebro is like an oasis drawing in hundreds of varieties of beautiful birds to the area such as the hoopoe, bee-eaters, golden orioles, shrikes, egrest and storks. There is also an array of birds of prey which you will see, such as the griffon vulture, many varieties of eagles including the golden eagle, and the beautiful song of the nightingale can be heard all night long. As you can see from some of the backgrounds in the photos, the Ebro is a truly spectacular place, well worth a visit and if you would like more information on the Carp and Cat fishing organized trips on the Ebro in Mequinenza, then visit my web site. I have no commercial links with any of the companies who are on the links. If you want to ask a question about a do-it-yourself type trip, then feel free to ask on my forum and I will answer you. Well I can definitely recommend Spain as there are massive Carp out there probably which never seen a hook. As for the Catfish, they have well and truly hooked me since I landed my first one a few years back. Well, I have rambled on a bit here and now I have given you a feel for the place, I will go through my last trip out there in November in Part Two of this article. See you soon for what turned out to be a very memorable trip on my seventh time in Spain. My web site and forum http://www.catfishgroup.co.uk Big Ron Woodward -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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I hope you enjoyed part one, now in part two I will take you through that very memorable seventh trip to Spain. I was out there visiting my friend Colin. For those of you who are unaware, Colin is a very good friend of mine and he runs Catmaster tours. From March to October he runs catfishing trips and from November to February is his carp fishing trips (but this year he plans to run both all year providing he gets the bookings of course). So as it would be the end of November when I went out there to visit him, the plan was to do a bit of carp fishing. So, I flew out on British Airways and was greeted at the airport by Colin and Simon from Quality baits, bait company (Simon was already over there discussing the possibility of supplying Colin his bait for Catmaster Carp tours that winter) Colin introduced me and we shock hands. I had meet him before, briefly, when he had supplied me with some free bait for a junior fish-in I ran at Penns Hall Lake in the Midlands a few years back. |
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After the introductions were over, we climbed into Colin's People carrier and set off for the apartments in Mequineza, just off the banks of the river Segra (part of the Ebro system). There was already one of Colin's customers there (Roger) who had just arrived. As he was by him self, I said I would fish with him to keep him company the next day. As we discussed tactics on which areas to fish etc, I said to Simon, (who was not a Carp fisherman although he makes bait) why don't you came along and I will set you up to catch your first ever carp. He said okay as he had a day to kill before he was due to catch the return ferry back home. Well, that next day we had some excellent action. Not only did I catch Simon his first ever carp but also his second! At 34 lbs he was well pleased. Roger also had several carp up to 38lbs and I had the most fish with the biggest of mine going 28lbs and the smallest 21lbs. A good day - we had some thirty fish in all. Well Simon was that impressed by his first day carp fishing, he actually rang up and transferred his ferry sailing for another two days in order to do some more, so that next day when he should have been returning home, he would be Carp fishing again. |
The next day came and we also managed to also acquire Colin's young son Ashley. He had heard about our excellent result from the day before and wanted to join in on the fun, as he is a keen carp angler, so he brought his two rods and gear along. I tied him some rigs, baited up for him and cast his rods out to the spots we had action from the previous day. The reason I cast out for him was because being a young lad, he could not get the distance required to hit the channel we were fishing in. As we sat there after getting all the rods out, it was not long before one of them screamed off and young Ashley was in to a hard fighting Spanish carp. It led him a merry dance on his 2lb rods and when he eventually got it in, it went 29lbs, breaking his personal best. He was more than happy. That day we all had several fish each again with Roger landing the biggest one at 32lbs. As we were about half way through that day, I said to Simon: “You've had your first carp now, how do you fancy catching your first catfish?” He said yes straight away. In the course of a couple of days, he had been converted into a carp angler and now I was about to also get him to become a cat angler, so when Colin came down to the swim to visit Ashley and bring him some dinner, I said to Colin “We are thinking of having a go for the cats mate. Are you up for it? Colin said yes. So I then asked Roger if he wanted to join in catfishing ,but he wanted to stop with the carp fishing as he had been out earlier that year catfishing with Colin and just wanted to take it easy and catch a few carp this trip as the cating can be a lot more demanding physically. By this time a couple of other carp anglers who had booked one of Colin's trips had turned up and Roger was going to fish with them if we went catfishing, so I did not have to keep him company now although I had enjoyed the last two days with him. |
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So Colin went off to dig out all the gear we would need
to do a couple of days cating; boat, rods, reels, alarms etc. We dropped
it all in the swim, then Colin and Simon went off to get some baits, while
I started to set up the camp and tackle up the rods. This would be our
home for the next three days for me and Colin, only one for Simon as he
had to be off to catch his ferry back home. So once Colin and Simon retuned
with the eels we put out the rods and sat back waiting for one of the traps
we had set to produce a result. Simon was to have first run, as he had
never caught a catfish before. Colin kindly gave me second take and he
would be last; as the sun went down you could feel the temperature drop
and as we sat there talking, one of the rods sprang back and the alarm
sounded. Colin struck the rod and then handed it to Simon - he was into
his first ever cat. I could see by the look on his face he was well impressed
with the fight of it. We gloved it and weighed and at 79lbs. Simon was
over the moon, with his prize capture. Next morning just after we had put all the rods back out at 6.00am, we had our second take. It was my turn on the rods but as Simon would be heading off to the ferry to return home at 10.00 that morning, I said “Here Simon you have it”. It turned out to be 105lbs and Colin said “Well that's it. You have just given away your seventh 100+ on your first take, the next one is bound to be a small one and break your run”. I said “What will be will be!!” |
We then photographed the fish and a couple of hours later Simon went back to the apartments to clean up and get his stuff together for his journey home. Colin also shot off to see how the other lads were doing carping and he also had to take his girlfriend, Nancy, to one of the larger towns shopping. This meant I would be in the swim all day by myself, so I pulled in the cat rods and put out the carp rods. In the five hours Colin was gone I had six carp up to 32lbs. All were over 20 and I also lost what would have been a very big carp, if it was a carp that I hooked as it just went and went and went. There is a possibility it could have been a cat, as I was fishing fish meals, but if it was a carp, it was a monster (maybe next time?). When Colin returned I greeted him with two sacked-up fish, a 32 and a 27. He took me a couple of pictures and I placed them back in the river to grow a bit bigger for next time. I pulled in my two carp rods and we set about putting the cat rods out, as it would not be long before it was dark and the cats were on the prowl searching for their tea. As we sat there waiting, Colin reminded me I had given away my 100+ fish to Simon and what would I do if the next take was only one of the river's kittens. I said it's down to that fisherman in the sky mate; if it's to be, I'm not that obsessed with my fishing and have always found that my attitude has always paid off. Well what happened next will be etched on my mind forever and was one of them moments all anglers dream of. The first rod, which was positioned at the end of the snags, bent over. The alarm sounded and line stated to be taken of the reel, even though it was set as tight as you could get it. I struck in to the take and pumped the fish as hard as I could to try and pull the fish clear of the snags. The only problem was, it was pulling out line quicker than I could retrieve it. Luckily for me, it went down river at an alarming rate of knots, so it swam clear of the snags. All I had to do now was get it back up the river. After a long and hard battle, I finally got it just in front of the swim but it was still taking line whenever it pleased (the sound effects on the video footage is excellent). Finally I got it closer to the bank where Colin was ready to glove it. He had already said earlier in the fish that it was going to be a 150+….I knew as soon as I picked the rod up it was going to be a good fish and my run of 100+ on my first takes was about to continue to seven, providing I did not lose it of course. Well, after a good battle, the fish's head finally came up and broke the surface of the water, Colin said this is a new PB mate, as he wallow griped it. Once he had a hold I put down the rod and placed the mat and weigh sling next to the water's edge and then after removing the hook, helped Colin slide the fish into the weigh sling. We slid it onto the six foot square mat we put down to protect the fish and I could see by the length of it, it was a big mother. We then measured the length and it went 7 foot 4 inches! |
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Colin said “It's got to be a big boy at that length mate” and had a little giggle. We then set about weighing the beast. This is a two-man operation and Colin has designed his own sling to cope with the task. He said to me, “well how big do you think it is Ron?” I could see it was longer than my current PB at the time, which was 154 so I said to him, “Looks like about 160 to me mate”. He had another little giggle. I was thinking had I over estimated it? We folded the sling around the fish and placed the handles on the hook of the scales and set about the weighing process. As the scales were facing Colin I could not see the weight so I was still in the dark. Colin said okay so we let the fish back down to the ground. I said, “Well? Was I over the top on my guess?” He just smiled and laughed. We strung the fish up and returned it to the river. I said “Come on then. What did it go?” He just laughed again and said “Your 160 is well out mate”. I looked at him thinking, that it was definitely a good bit bigger than any of the 150s I've had (I have never looked at the weigh scales yet, of any of the cats I have caught. I'm the same with my carping; I always let the person weighing the fish with me read the scales). Don't know why - just one of the things I do. |
Finally he put his hand out to shake mine …and as we shook hands, he said, “Well done mate! Your new PB has just gone up to 173.” I was well pleased. Not only had this fish kept my little run going, but it had just beat my PB by 19lbs. As you can imagine, I was over the moon and wanted to tell every one but there was only Colin there with me. Next day we videoed and photographed the magnificent beast…. even against a big lump like me, it looks awesome. That day I followed the same procedure as the day before. Colin went of to see the other anglers and sort out some stuff I was collecting for him, as he is applying to join the BCSG and he had to sort out his pictures etc. So around midday I pulled in my two cat rods and put out the carp rods again. Several more 20+ carp graced my landing net. Considering it was November, I was having a real good trip. Later that day Colin returned and brought his son Ashley with him to spend the night with us, as he often does. As we sat there I was showing Ashley how to tie a few rigs up, as he is well into his Carping at the moment and wants to catch a 30lb carp. As the light started to fade, all the cat rods were put back out, setting our traps for the feeding spell (while I was over there they seemed to feed from 7am to 10am in the morning and from 9pm to 12pm at night), all in the legal fishing time. As it got to about 10pm, Ashley got in his sleeping bag as it was a bit cold. He quickly dropped off to sleep and was well away in the land of nod, when one the exact same rod as the night before went. It was Colin's turn and as he struck the rod, he said “This feels a good one. Wake Ashley up and he can have it.” He had previously said to Ashley, that he could have his take that night. I woke him up and Colin handed him the rod. He played it for some 30 minutes and when Colin and I pulled it up the bank, I remember thinking “This is bigger than the one I had just had”. As it lay there and we measured it, Colin said “This fish is the same length as my PB which was 182lbs. I started to think “Well it looks like Ashley may now have a bigger PB than his Dad. This happened to me on the trip with my son Lee and Tony when I give away my runs, as I had had a brace 151 and 154. Tony had a 160 and Lee a 155 (still it's nice to give some a good fish providing you can handle it) Back to Ashley's fish - Colin and I weighed it and it went 184, the second biggest fish out this year. What a result for young Ashley! He was now beating his old man by 2lbs. It has been an excellent year for Colin's trips and he has had three records broken over there this year, which are Biggest Spanish Cat 191, Biggest Albino 163 and Biggest cat to a junior 184. Not a bad year! The average size of the cats is getting bigger and bigger each year and I will predict now, that within the next two years someone will brake the 200lb barrier (just hope it could be me). Well I did have another cat before I went home; at 154 it would have equaled my old PB, so all in all it turned out to be an excellent trip for that time of year. The carp fishing over there is untouched really and there are some real surprises waiting for anyone who gives it some serious attention. I was only playing at it and had 30 carp over 20lbs. As for the cats, it's an awesome place. I have now had some 30 cats from there over the 100lb mark with five of them being over 150 mark. It's certainly awesome fishing. I think I have babbled on enough now lads and lasses so will end it
here, until I update you on my next adventure. For those of you who would
like to have a go over there but are unsure about the tackle licenses
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