Lee Wheeler’s latest venture sees him land a trio of cracking Nunnery D Lake residents.
Leigh’s Linear Fisheries Dream
17th May 2018
As anglers many of us live by the words, fail to prepare, prepare to fail, we often plan every bit of our session down to the finest detail.
One angler that did this extremely well was Leigh Sinnott. After much homework and planning and preparation Leigh arrived at Linear Fisheries, Manor Farm, where he went on to land the lakes most sought after resident, Kempy’s Linear. When we spoke to Leigh this is what he told us: “Upon arrival to the lake I knew exactly where I wanted to be, the swim I had my eyes on was known for producing Kempy’s Linear at this time of the year. Unfortunately, when I arrived this swim was already taken, but with the knowledge of when it was due to be vacated, I decided to sit it out and wait for it.
After two nights of being bivvy’d up behind the swim it was finally vacant and ready for me to move into. My first point of call was to target the area that’s renowned for producing Kempy’s. This was a pronounced gravel hump that was significantly shallower than the surrounding area, however after a quick lead around I decided to fish short of the gravel and instead chose to present my hookbaits in the silt where I had picked up bloodworm on my grappling marker lead.
Initially I loaded the swim with 20-25kg of both Krill and Manilla boilies, mixed particles and Bloodworm pellets, all of which was soaked in Cloudy Bloodworm and Manilla Liquids. Fully aware that this was a lot of bait, I wasn’t surprised that my first bite didn’t come until the third morning of the session. A double take kicked the action off and brought me two 20-pounders. Once the fish where returned I decided to top the swim up and keep the lines out of the water for the day, this seemed to have paid off as I received another two bites later that evening, not long after casting back out.
The next day I was awoken by mid 20lb mirror. Once I had returned the fish I sat on my hands and waited for bite time to pass, before winding in for the day and baiting up again. As soon as 4pm rolled around that afternoon I repositioned the rods ready for bite time, just an hour later I was alerted to a slow and steady pick-up. After a hairy battle and a tough slog in the deep water beneath the rod tip, my net was finally graced with the one I so greatly desired, Kempy’s! weighing in at 47lb 4oz I couldn’t believe it, my plan had worked, and my hard work had paid off.”