Medway Barbel 2012
08-07-12 - After some great success on my local lake I thought it was about time I head down to the river Medway to finish what I started the previous year (catch a double figure barbel). I will be putting in a lot of time on the river this year to succeed and catch my target fish. I have my night permit now so feel I have doubled my chances. With some great advice from a regular fishermen who mentioned the river is in prime condition I rigged up my barbel rods and went on my way.
On arrival to the river It looked perfect for a fish with slight colour and good flow. I decided to fish one rod with a 12mm pellet and another with a 14mm halibut boilie fished in the deep margins. My right rod whipped round and I hooked a fish but instantly I was aware this was no barbel. A weak fight followed and I netted a small spawned out chub around 2lb. At this point I decided to set the bite alarms up so I could catch up on some shut eye. I was awoken at around 2pm when a screamer from my left rod materialised. I woke up not knowing where I was and grabbed the rod striking into thin air. It took me a few seconds to realise that it was my other rod going of and so I dropped the right one and picked up the left. The fish put up a great fight and I landed my second barbel from the Medway at 3-4lb. At this stage I noticed a couple of anglers were on the river and probably had a good laugh at my unprofessional capture (picking the wrong rod up, nearly falling in and getting tangled up with my other rod).
On arrival to the river It looked perfect for a fish with slight colour and good flow. I decided to fish one rod with a 12mm pellet and another with a 14mm halibut boilie fished in the deep margins. My right rod whipped round and I hooked a fish but instantly I was aware this was no barbel. A weak fight followed and I netted a small spawned out chub around 2lb. At this point I decided to set the bite alarms up so I could catch up on some shut eye. I was awoken at around 2pm when a screamer from my left rod materialised. I woke up not knowing where I was and grabbed the rod striking into thin air. It took me a few seconds to realise that it was my other rod going of and so I dropped the right one and picked up the left. The fish put up a great fight and I landed my second barbel from the Medway at 3-4lb. At this stage I noticed a couple of anglers were on the river and probably had a good laugh at my unprofessional capture (picking the wrong rod up, nearly falling in and getting tangled up with my other rod).
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