It has already been a week since I banked the topfish in the second session on this water. It’s monday, and today there we are up to a new challenge.
With a wonderful late-summer day with some clouds and moments of sun, we can certainly not complain in Septembre. Because it gave a lot of rest last time, I decided to head towards the water in time. This time with a different friend, funny enough his name is Bas too! Together we meet at the water around 2 p.m. Exactly the same as the previous session, we each fish the well-known cuttings and I fish the same as last time. There are not many more bald spots among the weeds either.
Despite the experience with these spots, it remains a lot of work to position all rigs properly. During the placement the boat is easily caught by the wind, and this makes it pretty difficult to keep yourself in the right position.
With the rigs spot-on, it's finally dinner time. While my buddy Bas picks up some goodies at the local snackbar, I am suddenly visited by my mother. This doesn’t happen often! Of course it’s always nice when she comes by spontaneously, this time especially! She was not there for 15 minutes when suddenly one of my rods gave five beeps. Immediately I shoot up and say: “Mothers! You have to come with me for some action". A bit surprised, she looks at me and jumps into my boat with the landing net in her hand!
What a great mother I have anyway! I now quietly see my floater lying on the wide, while my mother has the afternoon of her life and looks fascinated into the water. We are now three meters away from the floater. Calmly, I start to put pressure. After a while, I won quite a few meters of line, unfortunately it turns out to be one of the big tench.
My mother netted the tench and we calmly sail back towards the bank. Secretly, I actually don't mind at all, because it was funny to be in a boat with my mother for the first time while fishing. While I give the tench its freedom back, I prepare the rod to put on the feeding place. Bas had just returned with some food, this means it’s time for eating! Many will recognize it: While eating, something always happens …
With all rods spot-on again and the stomach filled, the sun starts to fall. Nothing really special happens. Even when observing over the water we don't see any signes of the fish. The evening is falling and we decide to crawl into our sleepingbags early, hoping to get a bite in the morning.
Does it happen anyway?
We are both in dreamland when suddenly the same rod where I previously had the mega tench on calls itself awake; beep, beep, beep, beep! It was not a run, but a fish that swam away. I jumped up and try to squeeze myself wildly in my wading suit, and at the same time wake Bas, who has a little more trouble waking up. I quickly grab the net, the boat and my mate is also ready for the action. With everything ready, we sail towards my rod which is still beeping quietly.
While picking up the rod, I don't strike. This because the fish must be hooked by the 300 grams lead that hangs on my safety clip, in combination with the pressure that my floater provides on the line, there is no escaping for the fish.
As soon as we get close to the floater, I see that it has swam away from the obstacles perfectly and the fish has completely buried itself in the weed. I calmly start to put pressure while my buddy shines with the lamp and slowly removes the weeds that come up in large chunks.
After not feeling any fish for a while, I am worried again. It never gets used to all the weeds on the line. As more and more of the weeds come up, we suddenly see my lead hanging! Suddenly we see a MEGA carp appear! I immediately shout: "Net the fish, net the fish!" Bas tries to net the fish with the landinsnet while another bump of weed comes along. With a lot of effort he is in the net. "YESSSSS!" I shout! I looked into the net and am sure that this was the largest linear of the water!
Once on the bank I look at the time: 04:25. Every time the bites come around this time. Something to remember! I look into the net again, while I remove some weeds, my mouth falls open; it's the full scale!
Full of joy, I text some friends with a nice picture and meanwhile we weigh the fish on 19 kg! I also send a message to fellow pro staffer Joris. We would do a session together today and Joris (professional photographer) would of course be able to shoot amazing pictures of this stunner. We quickly sack the fish and sleep for a few more hours. It is half past nine when we have everything ready for a photo session. We just have to wait for Joris, he’s on his way from Arnhem. When Joris has found the place, the photos are shot.
Also called a 'Fish of a Lifetime'. Not only called for its beauty also on the way how I managed to catch this fish.
One of the great photos that Joris came to shoot, with this thanks buddy!
Thank you for reading this triptych! Hopefully I can write a nice follow-up with you later, because there are certainly three other targets that I will be hunting this year’s autumn.
For now I wish you tight lines!
Have you not read the first parts yet? You can read them here: Part 1 and Part 2.