After last week's success with the 2 commons, yet failing to land either of the 2 mirrors I hooked, I couldn't wait to get back and settle the score. Today I finished work at midday and pointed the car bonnet at Sultan.
I never had long to fish, but after a short time looking around the usual spots I stumbled across a group of mirrors. I was actually trying to get some photographs of them, but when they started rolling over each other and almost beaching themselves to get to some bread I'd deposited, I quickly swapped the camera for the rod.
A piece of bread was squeezed onto my size 4 hook and cast out amongst the fish. I held my breath, hoping the fish wouldn't spook off, and although one or two drifted off, a couple remained. The hook-bait wafted through the water and landed on the bottom quite slowly. I watched where the line entered the water for a minute or so, then wound it in to find it had gone soggy and fallen off. The carp had disappeared by now, but soon after my next cast I saw them out of the corner of my eye coming towards me from the left.
They stopped below my position and a couple upended and started to grub around. As I watched the line it flicked, flicked again and then steadily pulled. I struck and the battle commenced. It was a short power struggle but it didn't take long to bundle my prize into the net. I was overjoyed to find one of the mirrors in the bottom of my net, and a good one too.
Mark happened to be passing, and after congratulating me helped out with the photos. I weighed the fish, just to see, and it spun the needle round to a few ounces over 20lbs. I was well pleased. With the fish safely back in the water I chatted to mark a while and quickly got back to searching the carp out.
Although I spotted a couple more fish close in, it was a very brief glimpse, and with the clock ticking I decided to call it a day without casting again after the capture of the mirror.