On a day,although cold with hailstones like small ball bearings coming down, was no trouble at all for our small troop of intrepid men. Misha served up hot drinks and looked after us today. It was not long before the business was completed.
The draw was next, and because of the conditions, we were all at the west end of the lake. The Golden Peg was two, drawn by Richard, would he cut the Mustard?? He had acquired a new weapon namely a POLE!! but could he use it? did he load it with the right elastic?
Off we went to our pegs, to prepare for what we hoped would be action. I had peg eight, between Big Bird and Bend It. Across the lake was Tivi, Bolton George, and The Sheriff.
Weapons loaded, it was all in. From the start there were small fish being caught, and as the day wore on it was obvious it would be close, with no carp being caught
A source of entertainment today, was a young swan attempting to take off; after eight tries, each time reaching the giddy heights of ten feet, only to belly flop in front of us. It was getting loud cheers of encouragement each time from the lads.
It was then time for all out, and at the weigh George just beat the Sheriff by 2ozs with 10lbs 2ozs, but Bend It topped the day with 12lbs 2ozs
Next Wednesday we attack Viaducts Match Lake.
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