ADVENTURE AS went to Whitehouse for their latest match and it was Martin Wickens who did the business in a tight finish with 11 carp for 36lb 8oz on pole, pellet and corn.

Darren Wright caught bream and carp for his even 36lb, with pole and pellet the method employed.

Kevin Holmes made third place on 32lb 8oz of bream on pole and pellet, followed by match secretary Nick Sargent on 28lb 4oz, again bream and carp on pole and pellet.

In total 15 fished and all caught on an improving venue.

Kennet Ospreys were at Greenridge Farm on Sunday last, where venue expert Pete Newman scored with 103lb 6oz of carp under the far bank on pole and meat.

Top two Terry Bowles also fished with meat on his pole and caught 100lb 9oz of carp.

Gerry Nickells continued his run of good form at the venue with 100lb 1oz of carp, again on pole and meat.

Fourth place went to John Taylor, whose 63lb 14oz just edged out Steve (I don’t moan) Shepherd’s 62lb 4oz. In total, 14 fished on a patchy venue and all caught.

Camrose AC took a trip to Soke Road Lake for their latest match, where Darren Brown won with 38lb 12oz of carp in the sack on the pole and dead red maggots.

Pip Seeny caught 26lb 4oz of mixed species on pole maggot and bread for second spot.

Pete Morris used pole and maggot for his 18lb 4oz of mixed, whilst Tony Holdsworth caught another mixed bag on pole and pellet weighing 16lb 6oz. All 10 that fished caught.

Kennet Ospreys sailed through the first round of the National Super Cup.

This is a competition where pairs of anglers from each team sit on adjacent pegs.

Ospreys won six out of eight couplings for an emphatic win for the local side.

However, the next round has been the club’s Achilles heel over the last two seasons. So lets hope for a kinder draw this time.

Camrose match secretary Pip Senny took to doing a Tom Daly on the Camrose match last Sunday.

At the final whistle, Pip stood up to put his tackle away, lost his footing and plunged headlong into the lake.

Some said his technical ability was not that good, others assumed he had a bad day.

All agreed that they would hate to see him strutting his stuff on the high board in skimpy speedos.

Ireland beckons for Graham Shadwell and I at the end of the month, where we will re-acquaint ourselves with the vast roach and dace shoals at Graiguenamanagh on the River Barrow.

This is proper fishing at its best, with not a carp fishery for miles.

We will frequent Pat Doyle’s bar for copious amounts of Guinness and meet the bionic barman himself, who can keep two bars going at the same time, have conversations in both, sweep up a broken glass, tune the television and serve in the shop at the front of the bar, all at once.

If the British economy employed a few Pat Doyles it would be out of trouble.

Catch me next week.