Better Late Than Never

Well people, me and lophius have just got back from a two day filming session at Emmotlands Fishery, just outside North Froddingham in East Yorkshire and what a session it turned out to be, well for me anyway. lol. Finally, after spending all season being Carls personal photographer and gilly I finally put a couple of fish on the scoreboard and beat my own PB, all on film too, bonus.
Day 1
Sunday afternoon start, 20 degrees and clear blue skies. Rods set up, one on kidney, one on sub surface livebait 2 foot off the bottom and one on boilie as this place is a popular carp water with carp in both the main lakes to well over thirty pounds, some over 40lb. Rods out, kick back in the sun and chill. Then out of the blue the lad in peg 1 hooks into a fish he has no idea of what. Its turns out to be a lovely 28lb cat taken at half 4 in the afternoon on a pineapple pop up zig rig 6 foot from the bottom. Confidence is high and we settle in for the evening. At dusk Carl gets one of only 15 bream in the lake on a maggot rig, then a couple of beers and bed after a screaming run from a small jack pike. 5:15 am and the livebait rod lights up. After a fight with the sleeping bag I manage to bend into a fish that is certainly not a jack pike. Twenty five minutes later, and after shouting Carl so loudly I woke everyone else but him I slip the net under a stonking cat. I wedge the net and go to wake sleeping beauty, still not sure what the cat will go as my radar is miles off this year. We get everything sorted and i try to lift the net and fish out the water and its obvious its a good fish. It has smashed the livebait perch and was hooked at the back of the mouth, then the moment of truth, we zero the scales in pop the fish into one of Erics slings, and its there, my new PB at 43lb on the nose. I almost take off for a lap of honour I am so chuffed. After photos and filming the fish goes back, then its back to bed to wait for the breakfast to be delivered to the bivvy.
Day 2
A quiet day with a couple of jack pike comes and goes, and after a few beers in the shop with jamie the baliff its back to the rods for the evening. This time its a surface and sub surface livebait and the boilie. I get the rods out, walk over to carls bivvy and open a beer. The rods had been in for half a tinny when the sub surface screamed into life again and after carl almost killing himself in the rush for my rods I latch into another cat. A real hard fast fight this time, all caught on camera and after ten mins I have another at 25 and half pound. Cracking looking fish and such hard fighters.

So there it is, my season has finally got going, at last. Have a look at the pics below and check out the new Emmotlands thread for a full run down of this great venue and a few things we have discussed with jamie that we may have coming up next year.