Posts Tagged ‘trakker’

Two More Carp But It’s A Bit Slow…

November 6, 2011

Good Morning Everyone!

I hope you all enjoyed your firework parties last night and everything went well and safely. They don’t seem to have such a celebration in Spain, but then they have enough fiesta’s to keep them happy! I have caught two more carp. The first was caught whilst I was cooking my dinner at 10pm last night and was a mid-double common. I unhooked it in the water’s edge, released him quickly, and returned to my dinner of chicken and potatoes! I actually cooked double portions of everything, as I can then use what I don’t eat the following day saving on gas and preparation. Speaking of gas, my gas fridge is so effective, my frozen chicken breasts I bought with me, are still in fact frozen. My model is made by Dometic and cost about 140 Euros.

The sun shining on Charley - my lucky mascot!

The second carp arrived at 5am this morning. This time an 18lb common was responsible. I recast the rod, topped it up with more spombs of boilies, and returned to my sleeping bag. Interestingly enough, both of these carp came from the rod that was yet to produce, and the second one was obviously after my clipped-up recast in the dark, showing the effectiveness of a night-time marker and a line-clip on your reel.

All of my fish have come at different times so there is no pattern emerging as of yet. I am only into my fourth day and I have another seven nights to go. That number could increase, depending on whether I think another night might benefit me, and if my food rations last that long!

I have no carp pictures to show you today so instead I have taken lots of shots of my bivvy set-up. Basically to show you all how I am functioning during this session. The colossus is a great bivvy, huge in size and space, and the large porch really is a great benefit to have. The inner door can be left open during rain, as it is only the porch entrance that gets wet and that’s no big deal. I am super prepared for this session and the longer it goes on, the more I am enjoying it. I know I am waiting for a big fish to give me the chance I came for. The fish I have caught to date, all five of them, are welcome, but not what I am here for. It wouldn’t surprise me if a mirror carp shows up soon, so watch this space.

I haven’t touched my rods at all and I am leaving them all till about 4pm when they will all be reeled in, checked, and recast, followed up by baiting up effectively. I may slightly decrease the amount of bait I am putting in tonight to see if it actually increases my catch rate.

Did you find Flash yesterday!

I have another ‘spot the dog’ photo today, and slightly harder than yesterday’s one. Did you find Flash in yesterday’s picture? If you scroll over the picture and double-click, it will enlarge to make him easier to find!

Sunday's Spot The Dog Puzzle!

Enjoy the rest of your weekend and I hope you like my selection of photos I have taken for you to look at.

Sunday is big-breakfast day!

My huge home for the session - Trakker's Colossus bivvy.

It's bigger than my SUV!

The cooking side of the porch.

The tackle/bait side of the porch.

Plenty of spare clothes and my personal item bivvy table.

Flash sleeps on an old Trakker Armo unhooking mat.

Or anywhere for that matter!

Original Peachskin sleeping bag cover protecting my Peachskin bag underneath. Both old, both well used, but very much loved for warmth and comfort.

The all important chair!

The back of my truck is great for storing wet items, rubbish etc...

This ariel means I can get 3G for my internet, without it I only get Edge which is a slower connection.

A white USB cable for the internet and a 240v power cable for my laptop. Both are fed into my bivvy.

A 12v-240v invertor working off a leisure battery to power/charge my laptop.

Fingers crossed for a couple of lovely carp shots in tomorrow’s posts.

Cheers

Jake & Flash.

One Night – Four Carp.

March 20, 2011

Good Afternoon.

I arrived at my chosen swim on friday afternoon. With a nice westerly breeze pushing down the narrow section I intended on fishing, I suddenly had that rush of excitement that any carp angler would recognise instantly. I heard a couple of fish slap the surface further along to my right as I set up my marker rod, and after finding the river bed, I decided on where to place my rods. Two would go left and right in the margins, and one would smack down in the centre channel of the river bed.

The sun’s intensity was strong as I sat finishing my latest book : The Eleventh Commandment, by Jeffery Archer. As the sun dipped behind some trees I got my dinner ready; a simple pasta dish with tuna tossed through it. I had seen the barometric pressure on the television in the morning and I had a feeling the coming night would be bitten with cold – I was right, and by 10pm a wet dew was coating the ground and my equipment.

 

Flash loves his Trakker bedding!

 

Jose, a local friend of mine, was fishing much further along the bank to my left. I heard alarms going off and smiled, wondering when my chance would come. I knew there were plenty of fish in front of me, as occasionally a carp would roll, leaving surging ripples that flickered in the moon’s spotlight. The moon presently is full, and I always like fishing during this period.

 

Whether it's really responsible for big fish remains another matter, but you can't beat a full moon!

 

After reading a few more pages, I drifted off to sleep. I woke an hour later, to find my hat and headtorch had slipped off my head in my drowsy slumber! I turned over and nodded off again when suddenly the first take startled me. The margin rod to my right had been taken, and after a short battle, a fat golden common was landed, unhooked, and returned. This fish took a liking for a yellow banana/pineapple pop-up. During the fight the fish had briefly caught one of my other lines. There is plenty of silk weed in the margins, and after yesterday’s breeze, it had caught up on most of my lines. After removing the weed, I decided to reel in the rod in question and switched the purple squid pop-up for a yellow one, before casting it back to its target. A couple of spombs duly followed and the work had been done.

Half and hour later the margin rod to my left took off. Another common put in a brief appearance on the bank, before I ushered him back to his home. I flicked the rod back out, and quickly returned to the welcome warmth of my sleeping bag. The next three hours were undisturbed until 7am, when the rod I had recast, with the now yellow pop-up, beeped a few times, then hit full throttle. The fish took plenty of line to begin with but I was in control all the way to the net. A 10kg common was quickly dealt with, and then left in the landing net in the water; whilst I quickly put a filled pva stocking on, and cast the rod back to the spot. Two spombs rapidly followed, then I photographed the male common, oozing milk, and released him to rejoin his comrades.

 

One of many in Sierra Brava!

 

A welcome coffee followed and I sat on my bed watching the day wake up. I had barely put the cup down, when the tip of the rod I had just recast, bounced, nodded, straightened-up, before slowly arching over. It is always a pleasure to watch a take occur, but, I also equally enjoy waking, bleary-eyed, to a blistering run.

The fish kited slowly to my left and took line as it did. I allowed the fish a little headway, and more than I should, before realising the imminent danger. I have never seen this before at Brava; a bottle-marker left in the water by an irresponsible angler, and regretfully the fish had managed to get behind the marker’s line, which I imagined was of the sea-fishing variety! Whenever I used bottle markers in the past, I always used fine match fishing line, which would inevitably break should a fish tangle occur. This was clearly not a good situation and the fish was clearly still on. What was I to do?

I left the rod for a few minutes to see if it came free. After twenty minutes of tugging, and walking left and right, I realised there was only one thing for it – pull for a break, or swim out and cut the bottle-marker’s line. This would then hopefully allow the fish to swim free, and I could possibly have a chance of landing the carp. I stripped off to my boxers and tested the water. Bloody freezing was all my mind screamed at me. I backed off and tried the rod approach again. The fish was definitely still attached as the bottle kept bobbing. “Sod it,” I thought, “It will be like swimming on Boxing Day on Blackpool Beach!” (I would like to clearly emphasise that you please don’t try this at home whatever age. I am slightly nuts, plus I did have help at close hand should I have got into any trouble.)

With a pair of Korda Razorblades in my right hand I waded out, quickly ducked under, let out a gasp of shock from the icy temperature, and then went for it. I am actually a strong swimmer, but I do prefer the warmth of the mediterranean, the beaches at Ibiza, or the heated indoor pool variety. I soon made it to the marker 50 yards out. I cut the thick mono and headed back to shore doing front crawl. I raced back to the rod to find the fish was still on, but sadly still stuck! I now knew the carp had obviously managed to get the marker’s mono attached to the stone or rock, caught up on either my hooklink or the hook. Still not wanting to pull for a break, I donned my waders, and waded out to try to get the whole lot moving. Every so often I made a little gain, but then everything would lock up again. I left the rod in the rests and watched as my kettle boiled for a brew. The tip then suddenly pulled forwards and line was pulled off the baitrunner; could this be it?

I felt something moving as I tightened down and slowly the whole lot seemed to come towards me. I realised by now, that I was reeling in a carp, plus a large rock, dangling several feet below, and after all the effort I had gone to, I dearly wanted to land the fish, and see what it was. A beautiful mirror suddenly surfaced a few feet out, unable to move, due to the tension from all angles. I gently slipped the creature into my net, and then pulled the marker’s mono sharply, so the line broke and the rock fell away. I walked triumphantly back to my unhooking mat. Was it worth the effort – indeed it was!

 

Worth swimming for? I reckon so!

 

Not expecting any day-time margin action, I moved the rods to the river bed, in the hope of snaring a passing carp. My theory with river beds, at this particular time of year, is they are used by carp, similar to motorists using motorways – they are the quickest way to navigate. At night, and under the cover of darkness, the carp are more likely to explore the shallows in search for food, but once daylight appears, these familiar patrol routes signal a safer and easier way to travel. At the end of the narrow section I am fishing is an area where the carp spawn, and that is why the fish are present. My theory is they arrive in the day, and move out, whilst feeding, during the night, and the most likely route they will take is the one that holds the most food – the shallows. Hence my two margin carp caught in the night, and the two river bed carp caught at first light. It’s my theory however, so don’t quote me on that one, although Flash does agree with me!

Back tomorrow.

Jake and Flash.

Off Fishing and Almost Done.

February 26, 2011

Good Evening.

Tomorrow I am off to wet a line. This weekend at Sierra Brava there has been a small competition, so I am expecting when all the competitors vacate the lake, and the noise from the cars, along the tracks, quietens down; the carp will get their heads down for a good old munch. Weekends have a habit of being fairly non-productive due to the many anglers that converge on the lake; fish obviously still get caught, but not having a normal 9-5 office job, gives me the distinct advantage to hit the lake at the more advantageous periods. I would have loved to have got out earlier this week, but the new website had to take precedence, and I am pleased to say it is almost done. It seems like I have been saying those words for months – I have I guess, but these things can’t be rushed, and when you consider that the content of the site is in the region of 10,000 words, complete with many pictures, which I have added myself, it has been a labour of love, with many long days, late nights, and early starts. I have probably driven my website guy round the bend, with changes here and there; but when you have an idea in your head for the finished look, you must stick to your guns.

The last few items have been arriving at my house for my range of equipment for clients. Happily I have three separate, confirmed bookings on the calendar, which is great news in these early stages, and apart from the fishing, I intend on pushing the boat out in other areas. Having fished on the bank for so long, for varying lengths of time, I learnt to adapt, and I learnt how to make certain aspects much more comfortable. I myself am happy to fish without these creature comforts from time to time, but taking clients different needs into consideration was what I set out to do. My large trailer for instance is going to be kitted out with a variety of gas-run products enabling me to provide the meals I promise to deliver, whilst allowing me to keep food fresh, drinks cold, and supply hot water for taking a shower; leaving room to store everything else, along with clients supplies, and up to four full tackle outfits. Bringing this plan into reality has been a real headache, with many nights lying awake, working out solutions to problems, and striving to achieve what I know is possible. All of this comes back to my long sessions on the bank, and anything is possible if you put your mind to it, and you research in order to find the right resources. For example: I had to buy one piece of equipment from the states, which was a nightmare in itself. Many US companies do not take international orders or indeed won’t ship abroad. I therefore had to open an account with MyUS.com who give you a genuine US address, they then take the delivery, and then ship it to your address anywhere in the world. The postage cost more than the product but it works as I hoped it would, and that was all that mattered.

Gold Label Tackle have agreed to support me in my venture and my client’s line was delivered last week. 15lb Pro-Gold has been loaded onto the spools of the Baitrunners, and this will be combined with a shockleader from the Pro-Tough range. A shock-leader is very advisable at Sierra Brava; I have always used one, as after fishing so many different lakes and rivers throughout Europe, I fully understand the importance of having some abrasion resistance between you and the fish, especially in the last few metres. Only last week one of the carp I landed was snagged for a short time. It was the line that was caught up and without a shockleader I would probably have suffered from a breakage – the fish was successfully landed and was the biggest of the session. I have much experience but I don’t mind admitting that I do like a shock-leader for casting long distances; it gives me that extra confidence, and I don’t worry about crack-offs when the line catches on the butt ring for example. We are all different as anglers and you have to do what you feel comfortable doing.

Rob at Gold Label has kitted me out with the Pro-Clear which is a less forgiving line for casting as it’s much finer in diameter. I will be using the 12lb on my long chuck reels, and 16lb for close range casts with my smaller Aero Baitrunners. My 8000 versions may look small, but they can cast okay with 18lb line, so with the change to the Pro-Clear 16lb, and matched with my Soniks, I expect them to perform even better. I am also going to start using some of GLT’s hooks; the Penetrator Two, and the Flexi-Swivel Penetrator. If these prove to be right for Brava, then my clients will have the option to buy and use, if they choose to.

Trakker are also featuring very heavily in my array of tackle for clients. Typically a pair of anglers would normally fish together, or in close proximity of each , so the four SK3 rods and reels will be protected in an NXG five rod holdall, with a marker rod for company. The SK3 spod rod and Emblem Spod reels are supplied in their own sleeve. Each person can tackle up their rods whilst sat on one of the new Compact chairs with arms, and the pairs coolbox will be stuffed with Trakker cooking equipment for brewing up, utensil kits for eating my meals, and lots of other Trakker goodies. A first aid kit is even provided should any minor accidents happen.

Using a pod or banksticks is always one of those tricky scenarios on public waters. Banksticks are great for spreading out rods, but what happens when you have a rocky margin. The Gardner Scuds I have purchased have really impressed me, with their UK build quality, and once again they seem to be the ideal piece of kit, allowing rod tips to be high, to keep lines clear of the margin; and the clever anti-twist features mean alarms and rods stay firm when a take occurs.

I apologise if this post is rather pluggy, but that is honestly not the intention. I am not mentioning these items for any personal gain – after all I have purchased everything myself. It is merely to highlight the superb equipment clients will be presented with to use, and the reasons why I chose them. It is all very well going out and buying tackle, but it must suit the water and purpose that it is intended for. How many anglers do you know that bought the Century FMJ rods when they first came out. They were probably used once at a small commercial lake in France – not exactly a wise choice, but tackle tarts know best when it comes to buying the right kit!

How is life in Spain – rather good-by all accounts. My Spanish is slowly improving but I find it difficult for a variety of reasons. I speak French to a level where I can converse, and then I lived in Italy for seven months. Now I am presented with a new language, which is more similar to Italian than French. French is my second language, but the Spanish must now come first. I have only been here for a short while so I know it will come together eventually.

There are two other quality guides that live in Extremadura known as Craig and Lee. They are experienced, hardworking, and both provide a great service to the many clients they take each year. Together we have decided to join forces, to further push and promote the area, pass on the odd booking to each other, and ensure the reputation of guiding in this fantastic region of Spain grows for the good of our businesses. If anyone is interested in fishing Orellana they are the men for the job, and their recent haul is testament to my words. They have both been a great help to me too, and I must personally thank them for making me feel welcome in the last couple of months.

The next post will be from the bank.

Enjoy your fishing.

Jake Langley-Hobbs

 


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