So as planned I wanted to get a another session in before it got too cold.... thought it would be a good idea to make the most of the mildish weather.
I wasn't to sure or to fussed about what species I was to target, be it perch, pike, chub or carp, but I let the conditions tell me what to do and depending on cold it was going be, I just wanted a bend in the rod, but it seem silly to target carp if it was going to be too cold.
Anyway I'd planed to go late morning on the Friday, and only for a few hours before it got dark, my local canal seemed like a good bet and I could chose to fish for a few different things if it seemed too cold for the carp.
So on the Friday morning the weather didn't seem too bad and I thought by the time I got down to the canal the sun would be high enough in the sky to warm things up a bit., so the carp was on my mind and being the water is always moving and fairly shallow at around 4-5 ft I was in with a good chance of catching something :)
After a short 20 min drive I arrived at the canal for around 1pm, and to my shock there was no boat movement and there was a thin layer of ice on the water.
WOW I didn't realise it was that cold, I was warm in myself with the walk to my spot and with all the gear on my back, in fact I was actually sweating a bit, but it soon came apparent that it was quite cold, my hands got very cold during setting up, but It didn't take me long to flick a couple of rods out, one rod I fished just off the bank, about 50 - 60 yards up from me, simply dropping a bottom bait rig fished blowback style off the bank and I just walked the rod back to where I was setup, nothing technical a simple rig, with small pva bag of Denham baits boilies.
The other rod I flicked over to the far bank, this was just a quick change chod with a pink element popup, and just a scattering of baits along the far margin.
An hour or 2 had past with no action apart from a couple of boats passing, and forcing me to wind in my far bank rod, sadly I didn't bring any back leads with me, so my fault really, but It gave me something to do, and warmed me up a tad.
After the second time of putting the rod back out to the far bank, it was only a matter of minutes, before the bobbin started to shake and slowly lift up, it climbed slowly to the top of the rod and that was enough for me to grab the rod and start the battle with what was attached.
It was a great little fight to start with and it felt quite a dogged fight, but just a couple of minutes later the fish was in front of me and ready to kiss the spreader block.
Looked quite a chunky fish in the net, and was nailed cleanly bang in the middle of the bottom lip, not the best looker of fish, with its pale clean flanks, but defo made my day and sent me home with freezing cold hands and a smile on my face. :)