I have learnt – very quickly – with a venue the size of Alton, to expect the unexpected, and so it proved. I was back on Sunday for a 36-hour – two-night session, in the swim I mentioned last week. As I was setting up, I was convinced I was in a perfect Tench swim, and boy was I wrong haha.
Having marked up, I had two chosen areas. The first one and main line of attack, was down the middle on a nice soft sandy bottom, with a depth of 6 ½ foot, sloping away to 7 ½ foot a rod length further out. The second area was to my left, right into the bay near some small lilies and the roots of a fallen tree. I increased my initial feed from last week and put ten spods in the middle and 6 by the lilies. I had my rods out by 4pm, sat back, kettle on. Soon after Steve and Graham turned up for a coffee and chat – Graham said it’s nice having a cafe on the bank haha.