When the god of fishing first pointed his finger at me and said, "It's a lifetime's sentence for you laddy!", I lived in an area of the country that was predominately game fishing orientated. There were just two coarse lakes where I could fish; one a deep copper quarry that had shallows at 20 feet plus depths plummeting down to 65 feet, and a clay pit that was full of lilies, bream, tench and carp.

Often I would sit quietly on the bank side and have my daydreaming rudely interrupted by great circles of water exploding in the margins. Occasionally I would see these slate-blue monsters wallow back into the depths; at no time did I ever think of catching one. To me they were uncatchable.

In a moment of madness I tried to catch these leviathans, lobbing out a gigantic piece of crust on my trusted 7ft spinning rod and 8lb line. Ten minutes later, a big double engulfed the lot, screamed off at three thousand miles an hour, snapping the line like cotton. From that moment a carp angler was born.

Since those halcyon days of 1969, I have fished for and caught carp from a wide range of waters, from tiny half acres ponds to 250 acre reservoirs. From Canals and rivers to heavily pressured club lakes. Lynette only started carp fishing a handful of years ago, but already has the uncanny knack of catching the biggest fish first! We hope that there will be something within these pages that will interest you and should you wish to contact us for any reason feel free to e-mail us.