The estate of play
As is often the way in fishing, it was at this moment that the bobbin on the right-hand rod slammed up to the carbon and line began stripping from the reel. I disengaged the bait runner and the rod took on a healthy curve as the fish, which from the speed of the run was clearly not a bream and felt more like a decent tench, kited to my right. After a few more less powerful runs closer in, I eventually slipped the net under a small chunky common carp and not the tench which I originally suspected was the culprit. Despite regularly recasting and occasional signs of fish still being in the area, my alarms remained silent for the afternoon. That, however, is what fishing estate lakes can be like. If you want an arm-aching bagging session then stick to commercials. But if you’re happy to lower expectations and have a chance of a stunning fish or two in unrivalled surroundings then give estate lakes a go. You won’t regret it!
The swim was primed with a few balls of groundbait