17/08/2026
Yesterday I went on the hunt for a big resident rainbow at Anglian Water fisheries Grafham Water.
My plan was to back-drift and use the fish finder to locate shoals of fry, much like I do when jigging for zander in the winter.
I know plenty of people moan about this technique, and 10 years ago I'd never have dreamed of fishing this way, but the reality is that in summer our lakes warm up, the bulk of the fish head for deeper water, and you need to adapt if you want to keep catching through the middle of the season. With a few double-figure fish recently reported, expectations were high š
There was very little wind, which turns out makes back-drifting hard work. Launch your B***y Basher as far as you can, pay out all the line, and wait... five minutes. Yawn š„±. The lake is down, which helped, but the fish were holding at around 15m. For the first few casts I simply bounced the b***y along the bottom for nothing, despite the fish finder having a complete meltdown with massive bait shoals and all sorts of fish sitting underneath picking fry off for breakfast.
I then switched to a much faster retrieve with sharp pulls. First attempt, just as the b***y lifted off the bottom, a train hit and snapped my 13l.7b line. WTF! I changed to 15.9lb.
Fast forward 30 minutes and I was steadily landing solid 3-4lb trout. In my head it was simply a case of working through the "smaller" 𤣠fish and the big ones would come.
The method was sorted: two minky b***ys, a five-minute wait, then a fast retrieve. Every time the fish finder showed fry, a fish or at least a pull was almost guaranteed. To be honest, there were so many fry that you could see them boiling on the surface. I even watched two pike ploughing through the shoals. Simply incredible š³
Then, while drifting through a perch fry shoal, the line tightened and a big fish was on. The way it fought, it definitely felt like a monster rainbow; fast, deep, and powerful. After what felt like an age, the fish was finally coming up, then just like that it spat the hook. No abrasion on the leader, so unlikely a predator. I was gutted.
Then things went completely crazy šµāš«
I moved to a different shoal closer to the tower and the line tightened into something strange. After a solid five-minute fight, two massive perch appeared!
They went 12.9lb in the net (including the 1.9lb net), meaning the pair were 11lb combined!!!
I followed that with a 10lb zander, then two more perch at 5lb and 4lb 10oz, a random 4lb trout š¤£, another 8lb zander, and a final perch of 4lb 14oz.
Absolutely insane.
To put that into perspective, plenty of coarse anglers might never catch a single 4lb perch in their lives. According to AI, that session was "extraordinary" š¤£
By this point I'd almost forgotten about the trout, but I'd paid for four fish and the wife wanted trout for dinner, so I left the perch alone and caught a few more trout before heading home.
What an absolutely insane session.
Rod: sage R8 10ft 7 #
Line: airflo b***y basher
Leader: grand max soft 15.9lb
Flies: Various minky bo***es (went through a lot... they kept getting destroyed)
Hoppe