Nestling on the Essex/Suffolk border lays an eight-acre Estate Lake. Surrounded by farmland, and with no main roads, airports, or train lines nearby, this lake has a very special mood. Hugging the lake edge is a union of huge swaying willows and white-flowered hawthorn, encircling an abundance of flowering lilies, head-high bull rushes, and yellow flag iris. Then you have the resident muntjac deer, kingfishers, swooping owls, and an abundance of wildlife. Just to compound your mood, on windless nights, you can hear the sound of running water from the nearby weir.
It sounds perfect, yeah. It is an extraordinarily rare setting and with so many commercial lakes taking over, it should be respected, nurtured and embraced. With crashing Carp, fizzing and rolling Tench, your imagination goes up a notch with dreams of that special fish. They are there in numbers, but as with most lakes like this, they are not going to give themselves up easily. With channels, gravel bars, islands, reed beds, huge areas of lily pads and an abundance of pondweed, this place inspires the thoughtful angling. Those special old estate-lake commons and mirrors are a rare thing. You can watch them on a sunny day cruising, but catching one is another thing altogether. Stealth should be at the forefront of any anglers approach.