The Quarry kicks the Spring season off with a bang
Gavin Campbell Lands Kingsmead Cracker
31st May 2018
Over on RK Leisure’s Kingsmead Island Lake, Gavin Campbell recently tempted, Leechy’s, one of the lakes largest and most sought after residents at a PB busting 46lb 12oz!
When discussing the events of his Session, this is what Gav revealed: “After finishing work on the Friday I made my way over to the Island Lake where I had just the one night in-front of me. When I arrived at the boat compound I noticed that there was nobody on the lake, which I found odd as there’s usually three or four anglers fishing on a Friday night. At first, I thought this could be because the fish had started spawning, but a quick call to the bailiff soon put that theory to bed. So, with the lake to myself I made my way out onto the water to find some fish. I quickly found fish in the snags swims and was happy to put an end to my search and fish here, a slightly biased decision as this area is known for producing Leechy’s in spring.
Soon I had all three rods in position and on spots that I had caught from previously, these were armed with 12mm Manilla Yellow Ones pop-ups that I had over weighted to create a wafter styled hookbait. Just after darkness had fallen I received two pick-ups, unfortunately, both from tench. This meant that I was now down to just one rod for the night due to a rule that states no boating in the hours of darkness.
At approximately 4am I received a third pick-up, fortunately it wasn’t another tench and although it was a carp, a 12-pounder wasn’t what I’d come to catch. Knowing that I had to be away by 9:30am, I contemplated whether or not it was worth putting the rods back out. Having decided to reposition them I sat on my hands whilst I waited for daylight to arrive. When dawn finally arrived, I raced out onto the lake and got the rods back on the spots along with a light helping of crumbed Manilla, chopped tigers and sweetcorn, all of which was soaked in Cloudy Manilla Liquid.
With just half an-hour of my session remaining I received a violent take on my left-hand rod and much like all the battles in this area of the lake, the first 30 seconds where explosive. Once the fish was clear of the danger I was able to lead it in towards the bank fairly easily with very little drama, or so I thought. Just 30 yards from the bank the fish seemed to go solid, which was odd as to my knowledge there was no snags or weedbeds in this area of the lake. From the bank it seemed like there was nothing I could do, so to the boat I took. Once over the fish I could see exactly what had happened, it had dived into the silt and buried itself up to its gills. Getting above the fish provided me with the leverage needed to get it moving again. In the gin clear water I could see the fish’s every twist and turn and even which fish it was, which didn’t help with the nerves. Luckily the battle soon came to an end, and as the fish slipped over the cord I let out a loud shout “Leechy’s!”. Moments later the Bailiff and a few others came to assist me with the weighing and photographing of this incredible creature.”