ouchthathurt
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Good evening all I have just come back from a drive from Wales dropping my kids off at their mums, but we had two days at a campsite in Shropshire before taking them back. Only did a few hours in the morning and evenings. The hedge separates the swims from the tent. We were about 20ft from the waters edge. 
I had treated myself to a pair of Kodex 9ft txi “stalky” 2.75lb tc carp rods as they fitted perfectly in the boot, paired with a pair of shimano baitrunners and nash siren alarms, little tackle bag, a bucket of pellet and a few kg of my home made boilies, my travel unhooking mat and landing net and we were good to go.
The new rods out on the spots.
rigs were simple 1oz running rigs with 4” 12lb fluro hooklinks with braided hairs on size 10 nash hooks, (those weird short shanked hexagonal looking ones, I can’t remember their name!) The session got off to a good start and the first fish soon popped up to a 12mm bottom bait with 7 bait stringer. Me and the boys posing with carp number one.
this was carp number 2 as the sun set behind me (poor photography! Apologies!)
carp number 3. Not bad for a few hours on arrival.
My son was float fishing beside me but was having no joy, so I said he could hit the next run as they were coming at a rate of one every 10mins or so. When it screamed off, he went to action.
landing the first mirror of the trip, a proper prehistoric looking thing! The “mirror” issue became more pronounced as the days went on…
next morning I woke up at 5am and headed to the swim, I had 3 small commons that went back unphotographed then my son arrived wanting to fish. So he plonked beside me with his float rod. As I was setting up his rod and plumbing the depth, a rod screamed off - I told my boy to hit it, which he did…
Another mirror! he wanted his carp rods setting up now, so he ran back to the tent to grab his carp rods. I moved my rods over so he could cast to my going spots and he promptly landed another mirror.
I wanted a mirror yet all I was getting were commons.

We then headed off to Shrewsbury for the day and on the evening we gathered at the lake for a final few hours. Now armed with maggots, my boy got going with the float rod while waiting for his (and my) carp rods to rattle off.
Continued…

I had treated myself to a pair of Kodex 9ft txi “stalky” 2.75lb tc carp rods as they fitted perfectly in the boot, paired with a pair of shimano baitrunners and nash siren alarms, little tackle bag, a bucket of pellet and a few kg of my home made boilies, my travel unhooking mat and landing net and we were good to go.
The new rods out on the spots.

rigs were simple 1oz running rigs with 4” 12lb fluro hooklinks with braided hairs on size 10 nash hooks, (those weird short shanked hexagonal looking ones, I can’t remember their name!) The session got off to a good start and the first fish soon popped up to a 12mm bottom bait with 7 bait stringer. Me and the boys posing with carp number one.

this was carp number 2 as the sun set behind me (poor photography! Apologies!)

carp number 3. Not bad for a few hours on arrival.

My son was float fishing beside me but was having no joy, so I said he could hit the next run as they were coming at a rate of one every 10mins or so. When it screamed off, he went to action.

landing the first mirror of the trip, a proper prehistoric looking thing! The “mirror” issue became more pronounced as the days went on…
next morning I woke up at 5am and headed to the swim, I had 3 small commons that went back unphotographed then my son arrived wanting to fish. So he plonked beside me with his float rod. As I was setting up his rod and plumbing the depth, a rod screamed off - I told my boy to hit it, which he did…

Another mirror! he wanted his carp rods setting up now, so he ran back to the tent to grab his carp rods. I moved my rods over so he could cast to my going spots and he promptly landed another mirror.

I wanted a mirror yet all I was getting were commons.


We then headed off to Shrewsbury for the day and on the evening we gathered at the lake for a final few hours. Now armed with maggots, my boy got going with the float rod while waiting for his (and my) carp rods to rattle off.
Continued…
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