The Grey Lady of Lac Serreire
Duncan Charman and Chris Petter
When my fishing buddy and fellow
Nash Ambassador Chris Petter asked if I was interested in an all expenses paid
trip to France to celebrate his 50th birthday I could hardly refuse.
The target for him was to up his French personal best to hopefully a fifty, for
me being an all-rounder, I was just happy to get away, spend some relaxing time
in good company and hopefully bag a couple of thirties if I was lucky.
Our destination was Lac Serreire in
the Coussac region of France, south of Limoges and some 450miles from Calais.
It was 11.30pm on Friday April 21st when the doorbell rung and after
a quick coffee we were on the road heading to the Eurotunnel in Kent, both not
looking forward to the drive through the night, especially after a day in the
office. Arriving in Calais in the early hours we hit the toll roads and with an
80mph limit we were soon eating the miles up,
listening to Pink Floyd turned up
load and trying to keep each other awake so that our estimated time of arrival
of 1pm would be met.
Arriving just before one and after
an informative tour of the lake by the owner Simon Mansbridge we drew numbers
for swim choice and yes you guessed it, I pulled out the last one! Fortunately
Chris’s hand was slightly better and with the Shallows and Outlet swims going
first we were left with a choice of the Middle, Woods or one of Tim and Mary’s.
Chris decided on the Woods as this is the only swim on the far bank, one that
has loads of options going for it and a swim that is good to double up in
without reducing each other’s chances dramatically. Chris had choice of sides
and amazingly went for the right hand side which is far shallower and generally
provides more fish but usually smaller, yet it had done a seventy the previous
week. I was left with deeper water, one that does fewer but bigger fish and the
thought of blanking was going through my mind, especially knowing that the swim
had only done two fish the previous week. Totally knackered from the lack of
sleep and food, and with brains not functioning correctly we simply got a
couple of rods out each, all on snowman rigs, cooked a curry and then hit the
sack not expecting any action until the following day.
It was 2am
when we were awoken by a one tonner which saw Chris bent into a fish which just
plodded away not doing allot, something that big fish can do on occasions. In
the net I could see that this carp was going be close to Chris’s goal as it was
massive compared to anything I had ever witnessed. On the scales we could see
it was agonisingly close to the fifty pound mark but both agreed that she,
although a personal best, wasn’t quite there and settled at a weight of 49lb
exactly.
conditions
didn’t look good as a ground frost greeted us along with clear blue skies and
no wind what so ever. Over a brew we made our game plan and for me, who is
often referred to as the ‘impatient angler’ it was going to be difficult as all
I could do was place two rods in deep water at distance and wait along with
working the other down the edge of the lilies to my left. Chris had opted to
use 3.25lb t/c NR Toro rods loaded with 18lb NXT D-CAM line and also decided on
placing two at distance in the hope of a big carp along with placing one on a
green marker that lived in the lake, a consistent producing mark and where his
night time capture had come from. With all rods refreshed come midday it was
time to lay back and catch up on some sleep; however three hours later I was
awoken to a single bleep on my middle rod and watched as the tip on one of my
Pursuit rods silently pulled round. Winding like hell I finally caught up with
the culprit which was by now had kitted some sixty yards to my left and was
close to piling through the pads. It was make or break time as I knew if this
fish found the pads then my chances were limited so clamping down on an already
tight spool I tried to stop it but this fish had other ideas and just ripped 15lb mainline of the spool. I was now
convinced it was a ton-plus catfish as the fight was that brutal and on looking
at the line coming of the reel knew I had another problem as it had taken a
serious battering either on an underwater obstacle or simply from the friction
off the reel. I needed to get this line back on the reel, yet this fish decided
to head straight back where it was hooked and just stripped line again. Finally
after maybe fifteen minutes the fish was tiring and slowly coming closer and
convinced it was a catfish almost fell over when the mother of all carp
surfaced, shoulders out of the water, just wallowing slightly out of reach of
the waiting net. It will be a sight I will never forget as I can’t really
recall the rest of the capture, but the man hugs saw Simon racing around the
lake on his bike to identify her as The Grey Lady, a carp usually around the
eighty pound mark! On the scales the needle settled just shy of 79lb and we
agreed a weight of 78lb 14oz, OMG!
What was so rewarding from this capture is I
had actually thought about bait and rig so instead of using a snowman rig had
drilled out a 20mm Scopex Squid boilie and plugged it with 7mm rig foam so that
it would counterbalance the weight of the hook and act the same as the freebies
around it, very similar to what I try to achieve when crucian fishing. I’d also
dropped the weight of the lead from a 3oz to a 2oz Long Ranger as I hoped that
the length and weight of this wouldn’t sink into the heavy silt within the
lake. The rig itself was copied from one which my good friend Jake Lund made up
for me, specifically for this trip, and is what he classifies as a go-anywhere
bottom bait rig. All I did was use Nash TT components which included an eight
inch 20lb weed Comblink hooklink, size 6 barbless Fang X hook, a couple of
blobs of Cling-On tungsten putty and a 1mm Blow Out Tube to make the bait come
straight of the top of the hook.
The next
two days followed in similar fashion with Chris and myself taking two carp
each. Chris’s went 42lb 14oz and 38lb 12oz the following night and myself one
of 56lb 6oz at first light and a 39lb 12oz mirror in the early hours of Wednesday.
Three of these carp fell during a short period when the wind changed from a
chilly north to a warmer south westerly.
All these carp came to rods fished in the shallows or alongside the
lilies, which wasn’t surprising as the carp were getting ready to spawn and
nothing was coming to any angler fishing at distance to open water. Things then
went quiet, probably due to the wind swinging once again to the north and after
a day of constant heavy cold rain. The best part of three days past before we
received anymore action with Chris taking two twenties, 21lb 12oz and 28lb
during Thursday night when the temperatures plummeted to -5, a 32lb 7oz during
Friday night and then one of 38lb 12oz on one of my rods just minutes before
winding in whilst I was briefly away from my rods!
The fishery has a ban on the use
of plastic and foam baits as these if lost create a 24/7 hookbait for a carp to
pick up and if tethered easily damage or at worse cause a fatality. I consulted
the owner so I could use a non-threatening counterbalanced bait using foam and
try something different. The reason for my thinking was that most anglers seem
to be using snowman rigs with bright pop-ups, and although they seem to produce
their fair share of carp, I wanted to get away from this blatant obvious hazard
and if a clued up carp did enter my swim then needed a bait that looked and
acted to the freebies surrounding it. It might have only caught me one fish and
the question whether it played any part in the downfall of ‘The Grey Lady’ but
the reward in thinking about the situation, being slightly different whilst
keeping with the rules was suitable satisfying.