Choose life. Choose a lake. Choose a swim. Choose a bait. Choose a rig. Choose sleepless nights under the stars. Choose the nocturnal music of branches creaking in the wind, leaves whispering, and the eerie night-calls of owls and wildfowl. Choose bright moons shattered in the rippling surface of lakes, and purple skies at sunset perfectly mirrored. Choose silent mist-shrouded pools at dawn. Choose visions of white-flowering waterlilies turning green-gold in the half-light. Choose the flashing bronze flanks of carp, twisting below the surface, on the edge of visibility. Choose a heightened heart-rate. Choose an emotional rollercoaster. Choose the psychological assault-course of planning, watching, locating, preparing, casting and waiting. Choose the endless hours of strung-out anticipation. Choose the rush of striking, hooking, fighting, and landing (or losing) the fish. Choose to walk the tightrope between desperate failure and the adrenaline-inducing, life-enhancing triumphant high of success. Choose life. Choose obsession. Choose Carp Fishing.
"Greg Freestone, Carpspotting 2011"

Sunday, 5 May 2013

Back on the Ebro

A week in the sun what more could you want? well carp would be nice.

Me and my mate headed out to the ebro for an adventure. we planed to fish up near caspe for a few nights with ebro carp fishing ( then head down river to riba roja with ebro madcats (  

After a long journey we got to Spain around 9pm and was welcomed with rain and dark clouds, I was thinking were is the sun? we left sunny England to come here we must be mad.
after a few hours drive we got to our first destination

nick shattock, was there to meet us and had set all our stuff up for us as he knew we wasn't getting to the swim till late so we didn't mess about rods went out and beers cracked open and the waiting game begins.

6am and the fish started to feed this stunner 33lb+ was caught by my mate and he was over the moon

After a few hours we had bagged a few more carp and some 2lb roach which also seemed to like a few 20mm pellets


After another night we decided to move swims as the water was starting to rise so we headed to a tributary where we had seen carp and thought it would be a good idea to give it a bash
Most of the head of fish we caught was small and my mate had again the best of thee bunch which he caught from a margin spot he had been baiting up


Our trip to caspe was over and it was now time to head down to Riba Roja and to meet up with ditch from madcats. The weather had turned too with the sun shining and the winds warming things were looking up.
After spending a few nights on a bed chair it was nice to have a comfy bed for the night so we didn't bother getting the rods out but decided to get a good nights rest and feel fresh for then next few nights fishing


As we was fishing with ebro mad cats it would be wrong not fishing for cats so we headed up so a nice looking swim and baited up and gave it ago as a few had been out the last few days

Plenty of beers and sun was soaked in and not one bite all day and night it was time to load up the van and head off on the hunt for carp again


We drove around and looked at a few spots but this spot looked pukka and after spotting a few good size carp we unloaded the van and made our way down the cliff side to a nice looking swim.
As the swim was a bit tight it was a few nights under the stars for us but with views like these it don't matter were you sleep


It didn't take us long to get on the fish catching loads of carp around 20lb up to 29lb all on the mighty monster squid

Crazy night fishing with fish crashing every five minuets if we wasn't so tired I think we would of ended up with about 20+ fish but with the sun back out and the water dropping we headed to a new swim
Nash man ditch catching some stunning ebro carp

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