I was beginning to feel like I would never get out for a session, when the opportunity arose quite unexpectedly. I had been day dreaming of an area I knew well – and wondering if the fish would still be there to see and catch – when the chance came to leave a job early and take the drive up towards The Midlands. It was only mid morning and I would get there in time to see the group of Barbel in question, but alas when I arrived, I found only 4 very cautious Barbel. I drew them over an area under my feet and caught one very spirited 6lber – this I am afraid to say – was it! The other fish took off not to return, I only gave it an hour or so more before moving location to somewhere I thought may fish well, into the evening…..
Arriving at my chosen swim an hour before dark, I dropped some bait in and left it to rest for half hour while I took a look around and got prepared. I then fished one feeder rod over the baited area, and another quite far downstream of the first. Into darkness a couple of Chub graced the net and the rods were knocking a little! Then at 8pm a bouncing bite (I thought would be a chub) turned into the first Barbel of the evening of 8lb, a good start. The next bouncing pull came nearer 9pm and was this fish of 11lb 2oz,
very pleased with this result, I settled back to see what may happen in the next hour…The evening was still and bright, with a half moon doing the job of a lightbulb as the mist descended. I had some more knocks meaning that some fish were still around. At 10.30 I changed tack slightly and went for single baits rather than a small feeder, and put the lead well downstream of the feed. I had hardly settled back into my seat when the rod farthest away was heaved through the reeds as I was looking at my phone and saying goodnight to home. I could tell almost immediately that this was going to be a big one if I could get her in! The fight was dogged and determined, and as I drew the fish over the net, she lolloped in, and was long enough to keep me worried she would slide herself out at any time. She went 11lb8oz! A long lean beauty and the second 11lber of the session.
Having weighed and photographed her, I let her rest in the net in the margins while I re-cast that rod to the same area. Now – as I was regaining composure – the same rod was off again! So I drew this next lovely fish over the waiting net which also held the first fish, as I was unhooking this fish and thinking another weigh-in would be in order…… you have a guessed it, the upstream rod finally went over too!
So I threw rod No1 into the undergrowth behind me and settled into battle with a third Barbel, having still got two barbel in the landing net.
Once over the net it was quite a sight to see the three fish laying upright in the net under the moonlight. Both rods were thrown behind me while I took the opportunity to photograph such a rare catch, the fish were 9lb1oz, 9lb4oz, and 11lb8oz.
The three fish were rested and returned before the rods went back out, and a couple more Chub followed, and then – to cap off the night – a 7lb Barbel was on the bank. It was 2am (ish) and time for bed!
Next morning it was bright, and the chance for a cast before breakfast and home was there….. A different swim was selected and I was wading out to some fish under the far cover, first cast was slightly too short, second cast was “on the money” and a few moments later a hard fighting 6lber took the bait and took off! A lovely dark fish was not even lifted from the water as it was unhooked, photographed resting in the flow in the net, and released. It was a cool – end of summer – morning, with the sun in and out creating quite a scene, time for breakfast and home before the rain!!
Hi that’s what you call awesome fishing mate, what stretch of the trent was the above article on?? Thanks luke
Thanks for your comments, though this was not the Trent!!
It was further South, let me know where you are and I can point you in the right direction!!