I started the month of May off by visiting my Southern syndicate and after a quick walk around, I decided to set up in a swim I knew well known as the high swim. It was boiling hot and the fish were all over the surface, so I soon had three zigs positioned at varying depths. Unfortunately, no action was forthcoming, so I got the rods ready for the night ahead. One was cast towards the treeline, the second was positioned on a clear spot surrounded by weed and the third was flicked down the margin. All three rods were set-up using 15lb Pro Light Blend main line, 35lb CamFlex leadcore and a blow back rig tied using 25lb Sink Skin and a size 6 Covert Incizor. The rods went out perfectly and I sat on my hands until dark.

At 2:30am I had a take on the rod fished across to the treeline and after a hectic fight I slipped the net under a nice mirror. I recognised it as a fish known as Beckett’s and on the scales it went 32lb 8oz. After getting the rod back out, I had another take a few hours later on the same rod, which unfortunately resulted in a hook pull.

The following weekend I set up on the big lake next door for a 48 hour session. It was hectic to say the least and I landed around twenty fish, with the best tipping the scales at 20lb 12oz. On the Sunday morning I packed my kit down and moved over to the small lake for a few nights. Fresh combi-rigs were tied using 20lb Trip Wire, 25lb Trickster Heavy and a size 6 Covert Incizor. After the getting the rods out, the first night was quiet. I moved one of the rods to a clear area at around sixty yards range and got to work with the spod, introducing a mixture of particles and boilies. That evening I had a take before dark and after a good fight I slipped the net under a 32lb 8oz mirror. After sorting the pics out, I soon had the rod back out for the night.

The following afternoon I was away again on the same rod, the result being a 22lb 8oz mirror known as the Angry Male. The swim went quiet for the next 24 hours, but it still looked good for some further action. I decided to cut back on the amount of bait I was introducing in the hope that it would make a difference. At 4am I awoke to a fast take and after forgetting to put my head torch on, I had a great battle with what was obviously a good fish. After slipping the net under the fish, I secured the net and grabbed a head torch from the bivvy. Shinning it into the net, I was greeted by the sight of a stunning linear known as the Football Lin. On the scales it went 39lb 0oz and it was great to finish the month with an absolute pearler.