I arrived relatively early to be greeted by the ‘gaffer’ of the pool, KOD and Perchpoacher, who’d come along to sample the wrath of the fabled
, already pegging out.Pegs 1 – 10 were to be on the northern bank, with pegs 5 (the point) and 10 the flyers on that side of the pool.11 to 25 ran on the southern side, with bush pegs reported to contain those beasts.
A turn out of 17 Cashmore’s members were supplemented by 6 visitors. With just myself and KOD left to to draw, peg 8 (permanent 27) stuck to my sweaty palm. KOD drew last, leaving ‘flyer’ peg 10 in the bag.
Peg 8 was on the shallows……….depths of 3 ft I was told.
With the second longest walk, I was a tad lathered to get the peg. What was worse there was visible signs of fish……….those unmistakably dark shapes, plus copious amounts of fizzing but they were in pegs 9 & 10 to my left
A call to one of the Chockie Munsters mates at BAC earlier in the week had confirmed my worst fears. It was pellet, pellet and a bit more pellet with corn back up. Anybody who knows me knows that despite my best efforts, I just cant catch on matches on the pellet. Don’t know what I’m doing wrong, but just cant hook a duck on them.
With this in mind, as well as catering for the pellet, a total of 7 pole rigs were set up to cover a variety of eventualities and get out of jail tactics on the deepest part of the peg that was just over 2 foot deep..
The off. Some of Simps’ pellets plus a few grains of corn were potted on the long pole line and in the margins to left and right.
Zorro, opposite, must have also had some cock on info, because before I’d finished potting the initial feed he was playing a stockie took on the feeder.
Not having the confidence to try a pellet first look in, a piece of corn was slipped on to gauge reaction. The float danced, dipped and sailed under, but all my attempts to connect failed…………what’s going on? Well I knew really................
Picked up rig 2 and impaled a mag. Shipped out and the float sails away. Lift………….and a 1.5 oz skimmer is on the way to the net. Drynet off, I can relax now.
On the far bank hidden by shrubs in almost in the corner, Big Col was having his lacky pulled from the off as he decimated the rest of the field.
Yep - Big Col is hiding in that corner somewhere
Ian too from favoured peg 5 was also having occasional tussles with better stamp fish.
Ian on the point
Well I can’t report a lot more as I continued to pick off a shoal of bottle tops over the 5 hours which were interspersed by the interruptions of 5 stockies around the pound mark which led a bit a merry dance on light lacky.
Periodical looks on either margin failed to produce owt.
Time for the whistle and scales
PEG Weight
1 Hot Lips 3.6.0
2 Perchpoacher (visitor) 3.6.0
3 Yamo 7.14.0
4 Big Geoff 3.1.0
5 Ian Davis (visitor) 16.4.0
6 Phil B 3.2.0
7 Brambles 2.8.0
8 TK 19.2.0
9 Gez 2.8.0
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11 Ball it In 2.6.0
12 D Morris (visitor) 8.0.0
13 Rolly 1.6.0
14 Big Col (visitor) 38.15.0
15 Dodge Brambles (visitor) DNW
16 Tommy Cooper 0.4.0
17 Zorro 7.6.0
18 Tigerbay DNW
19 HaHa 12.12.0
20 Cotti 0.8.0
21 Fatty Kendall DNW
22 Lasher 3.5.0
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24 KOD 0.9.0
25 J Davis (vistor) DNW
There were a few tales of people getting smashed up in the high numbers, but these were out of my sight, so perhaps KOD can enlighten us with a posting.
Some of the favoured bush pegs opposite
Finally hope the visitors enjoyed it and that the wrath of the
wont put them off joining us on another grueller in the future 
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