It’s the second day into my two week carp fishing fest’ and I start late… well, I am on holiday. The weather is Hot but I manage to find a quite shady spot down an already crowded carp lake. After yesterdays failure I am even more determined and tuned in to catching a carp despite the cacophony of my fellow carp anglers and their assorted bite alarms ect. Once the noise dies down I find a shady little corner where the carp have let down there guard. I might be about to get my first holiday carp.
www.thecarpcatcher.co.uk After almost two weeks total immersion in the hunt for the carp in manicure lake I am finally nearing the end of my journey. Time then to meet an old acquaintance and known resident of manicure. The moment’s spent here now will be cherished and remembered because in only two days time I will have to leave this cypry heaven and re-enter the real world.
Feeling confident in the bait and location I have decided to constantly ring the changes in the search for a hooked fish. No point sitting there and hoping that it will all come right, because it won’t. Moving swims and searching for a fish to mug is the order of the day.