I think that we'll end up treating the challenge in much the same way as we did the Willow Close barbel adventure and our early carp fishing exploits on The Royal Military Canal. In both situations the use of walkie talkies was a massive edge whenever a decent fish was hooked. So what else is on offer? Carp, wild carp, that live in the extensive network of drains that criss-cross the entire East Kent marshes. I've got a few places to visit early tomorrow morning, just to check out the potential, before making a decision on where that baited hook is cast, cum mid-night.
It will depend upon my final choice, of venue, as to what kit will be required? Split cane or carbon, Nash GT 4000's or centre-pins, mono or braid? Until I've made a decision, none of this other stuff really matters. At present our back garden is littered with the contents of my van and study.
Whilst I'm about it, may I offer my apologies for yesterday's offering. The absolute dereliction of duty, as displayed by the current incumbent of No. 10 is staggering. I only have to click on the Sky/BBC news channels to be shown more evidence about why this manipulating fraudster is totally unfit for the office he holds. I do try to steer clear of getting sucked into the malaise, but sometimes just can't help myself. I'm sick, to my stomach, with the complete lack of leadership shown by our elected representatives. So to cheer myself up I've been browsing some holiday snaps - hoping they bring a wry smile?