Sensational 48 hours from Felix

Monday morning, 8:00 a.m. The alarm goes off and I drag myself out of bed. First a Red Bull and then I'm finally off. My destination is a 28-hectare lake that has already cost me a lot of nerves this year. The reason? Countless blanks despite good preparation.

Once we arrive at the lake, we quickly pack up the trolley and set off over hill and dale. The chosen spot has an inconspicuous little bay on the right-hand side and a large open water area on the left. The tent is quickly set up and we can finally get going.

My food? 26mm Natural Beast Boilies that I trust blindly. I pimped these up the day before with a good shot of Natural Beast Liquid. To start with, I feed 2kg of Beasts into the small bay, and the same to my other spot about 60 metres away.

It's now around 12:00 and it's almost 20 degrees. Get your rods out and off you go. After all the "stress" I'm going to light a shisha. What a great place to chill out.

It's quiet during the afternoon, the occasional carp jumps around the lake and I enjoy the peace and quiet by the water. At around 7 p.m. my stomach is rumbling, a big steak is on the grill... And what is that? "Bee ...

Now it was there, the long-awaited new motivation at this lake. I immediately grabbed the bucket, fed it properly and was ready for the night. The night was quiet until morning came.

Just in time for sunrise, my rod went off for the second time. A beautiful carp with a unique scale pattern. What a unique specimen! I immediately put the rod back in place and made a coffee. And then the bite indicator went off again. The rod had been on the spot for less than 5 minutes. Carp number 3 is on the mat, I can hardly believe my luck.

At around 11:00 a.m. I fed both spots again. The weather changed, it started to rain and became uncomfortably cold. During a short break in the rain at midday my bite alarm went off again. Carp number 4 and a really good one! Unbelievable how it can go. Pure balm for my fishing soul after all those countless blanks.

In the next few hours my rod actually ran three more times! Carp numbers 5, 6 and 7! All beautiful fish that really made a noise during the fight.

To make it short, last night was quiet. At sunrise my rod went off for the eighth time. Unbelievable! Then it was unfortunately time to pack up. A truly sensational 48 hour session!

The most important lesson is never to give up, wipe your mouth and try again! Perseverance is rewarded and then you can experience such magical moments on the water.

I wish you all maximum success on the water and, of course, properly bent rods.

See you next time…

Felix