my possesd mind

I'm not actually fishing at the moment I'm sat at the PC, nor have I been fishing earlier in the day due to work. As I sit here my mind wanders back to the side of one of my favourite waters. It was there that I sat perched in a tree with Dave watching a group of about a dozen fish which were all good fish of which I'm sure two were at least low twenties. They were no more than three feet away yet we managed to stay perfectly motionless. Our heart beats could probably be heard from the other side of the lake as we sat there for nearly an hour admiring the sheer beauty of the creatures. There were commons, mirrors and a couple of koi around the 15lb mark (they were nice fish). I am desperate at this moment in time to get out on to my favourite water in fact I'm desperate to get out onto any water. It seems that I haven’t had time free recently to go fishing mainly due to the Mrs and work, my mind is still possessed by carp! There’s just something about them which triggers a reaction in my brain. They are so baffling sometimes they can be just feet away yet so silent and elusive that you don’t see them but on other occasions a blind man couldn't’t miss them! I often wonder if they deliberately make me aware of there presence just to show me that they are there, uncatchable except on the occasions when they let their guard down.
When a fish does feed on bait at close quarters I wonder if they can feel the tension and suspense in the air as it draws ever nearer to the hook bait. So often this is the only bait the fish will leave untouched after dinning for free on my loose feed. This leads me to despair but also gives me motivation to carry on trying to catch my quarry. I know Ive already posted today but i found myself writing this in my journal so i thought it may as well go on here too.

tight lines
nige