18/07/2020
We recently managed to go fishing for three days. I got positioned on the middle spot, which was going to be a bit harder to get fish on, but I did not mind. The only thing that mattered to me was that I was fishing after more than a year. I had two fish, but it all went dark after that, even though I used many tricks up my sleeve. The lads however were getting more bites and some nice fish. On the last morning we started to slowly pack and as per usual the rods are mostly the last things to pack up and leave. I start reeling in the left rod and as soon as I je**ed to get the lead out of the silt I got resistance. I was in for a good fight as what ever was on the other side kept vigorously taking line from the spool. After what seemed like an eternity, but probably a solid 20 - 30 minute fight, I managed to win the fight. I believe that the culprit behind few carp was this bad boy, which must have been on my spot.
