THIS WEEK’S MISSION
To catch a fish, anything, anywhere! After a week’s holiday in beautiful Northern Italy without a fishing rod, I just wanted to wet a line. But at the same time, as always, I wanted to learn a little bit more.
VENUE: Bestwood Duck Ponds. These are not really duck ponds but mature lakes set in a gorgeous woodland just outside Nottingham. For more information see www.nottinghamanglers. co.uk or email secretary@ nottinghamanglers.co.uk WEATHER: it’s a bit weird at the moment. Old Mother Nature isn’t playing ball as far as fishing is concerned, and the pressure is a bit up and down. Today was one of those days. I feared that a rising pressure system would bring either famine or feast. ÔI
a funny old game!’
I’m sure that phrased was coined about fishing and not football.
It’s no longer about when to go fishing, it’s where! We are spoiled rotten when it comes to fisheries in the UK, and since moving to Nottinghamshire I’ve found a gem of a club that has me looking at the venue book like a dog with two willies!
One venue in particular had a bit of Angler’s Mail history to it, and I had to explore it further, as legend had it that the one and only Frank Barlow was the first person to catch a carp from this particular lake!
A quick call to the club secretary and oracle of everything to do with fishing in Notts, Mr Dave ‘Google Maps’ Turner, confirmed the legend.
It just so happened that when the lakes were opened, Frank, being the legend he was, had attracted a small crowd to watch him ‘christen’ the lake.
Within a few casts, Frank
■ Big Frank had been here and done it, and got the T-shirt. T’S