#GET IN THE VAN
Last gasp lump Having both caught carp from a venue that only two days earlier had seemed utterly daunting we drank beer, watched the sun go down and even saw carp showing in front of us. Those moments are the ones that to us make carp fishing abroad special. We may also have grumbled to each other about how it wasn’t fair there wasn’t any fishing anything like it back home in England – once you get the bug for those big Euro environments it absolutely grips you. In the early hours of the morning the rod fished close in was away again and I knew it was a better fish, hanging deep and slogging around the bottom of the shelf before Loz scooped the net under the final fish of the trip, our biggest and a new personal best for me. We waited for the sun to show itself before we got 43 lb 12 oz of solid gold, barge dodging, mussel crunching common out the retainer before watching it disappear back to the depths of an incredible venue.