After arriving in Basildon and spending a pleasant evening talking fishing and sinking a few ales with Lee, Keith and Jeff on the Saturday, i awoke on Sunday morning refreshed and eager to get down to the lake. So many times ive been on 2-3hour journeys on the day of a session and ended up spending most of the day feeling knackered, There really is something to be said for the luxury of stopping in a hotel prior to fishing when out any distance from home!
After a quick breakfast we arrived at a very foggy Hanningfield and the carpark was already heaving with a throng of anglers eager to get out and fish. Most were Eastern European and although some of the tackle on display was somewhat 'agricultural', the fact that they were all willing to pay Hanningfield prices was most surprising to me. This was a different side of the coin to what i am used to encountering on the Trent where the foreign nationals try every trick in the book to get something for nothing so to speak. Once out of the car we met up with two more of our party in the form of Andy and Jan.
First one from the boat
Lee at the helm, the hot area was along the bank either side of the tower in the background
We tried a couple of areas but even though Lee caught another fish from a spot near an inlet, no area produced as much fish activity as the area where we began. We kept heading back over but space started to get a little cramped as other anglers cottoned onto where the fish were. We headed as near to the out of bounds area as we dared and let the boat drift naturally on the wind into the area we thought the fish were. We worked the area as we drifted and once we reached the bank we motored back around and started the drift again. I managed another fish but it was tough going, we had lots of plucks and tugs on the lures and even some follows but they simply werent hooking up.
In action with what proved to be last fish of a frustrating day
Eventually the wind began to get colder and stronger and time was getting on. We did briefly meet Steve (watery reflections) as our boats passed in the lake but soon it was time to head in and fill out our catch returns. My three fish combined went 5lb on the scales and Lees two went over 3lb. Although it wasnt great in terms of fish caught id had a very enjoyable day in good company and whats more it didnt rain either! By the time we were headed back up the M1 i was knackered, its amazing how much a day arsing about in a boat can take it out of you!
It was great to meet all of you lads and particular thanks go out to Lee for organising things and doing all the driving, if you ever need a future boat partner count me in! oh, i nearly forgot, happy birthday mate!
Trout for supper, the fruits of a hard days work!