
Just returned from a 24hr session on my local lake,id forgot how cruel winter sessions can be me and my mate deceided to try our luck on what is a hard water at the best of times but like true diehards we are we decieded to brave the elements.When we arived we had a good wind blowing right in to were we were fishing and hopes were queit high nothing happened through out the day but as the wind died off the temperature dropped it was at this time that i realised my boots were still wet from the last time i was out in them!!As darkness fell so did the temperature even more now my toes were realy starting to freeze with my damp boots,oh well have to brave it a good beef curry was soon wolfed down that seemed to light the fires i should have just tipped it into my boots maybe that would have defrosted my toes,anyways in the light of the moon we huddled together round a hot cup of bovril til we couldnt take it anymore i jumped in my bag and wrapped my bedchair cover around me leaving just my nose poking out so i could breath,into the land of carp i slipped....Morning arrived as my mate woke me are you still alive was the shout damn no runs in the night and a frost bitten nose,"Get the kettle on " was the shout as we discussed every thing that could of gone wrong last night oh well i will be back next week to brave the elements again we must be mad ha ha

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