Joe’s Super Strong Leader Knot!


Joe with a Burghfield whacker

Underground big carp slayer Joe Forrester has given us the nod on an alternative leader knot for attaching leadcore to the mainline, here’s the lowdown from Joe:

I came across this knot by chance a few years ago. I was unhappy with the strength of a standard needle knot, when tying my leaders on to my rods I’d often have to tie numerous knots to get one that I was happy with. So I had a play round trying to make up my own knot and came up with this, although I’m sure someone has done it before, I’ve never seen or heard of it done this way. It’s essentially a grinner knot around the leadcore and is incredibly strong, I’ve tested on scales and it out performs the Needle knot and the ‘knotless Knot’ and is now all I ever use.

Take some E-S-P Leadcore and cut to your required length, I prefer my leaders to be about 4ft.

Fold the Leadcore about an inch from the end and make a break in the inner lead material

Pull out the inch of lead and you will be left with the hollow braided outer

Get a splicing needle and using the crook on the end slowly feed the needle up inside the leadcore towards the open end

You should now have the needle threaded through the empty leadcore

Using a lighter carefully blob the end of the leadcore, this will stop the braided material from fraying

Get your mainline and hook it into the crook on the needle

Pull the mainline through the leadcore exiting through the side of the leader

Form a large loop in your mainline

Take the tag end of mono and wrap it around the line and leadcore, like you would with a grinner knot

Repeat this 5 times, wrapping down towards the lead end

Moisten with a bit of saliva and slowly tighten the knot down

Carefully bed the knot down so it’s level with where the line exits the leadcore and pull tight

Trim the tag end off

Finished and ready to go

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Jo bags Red October!

redoctoberJo Green has been focusing on RK Leisure’s Wraysbury 1 of late and after initial success catching a few stockies, she was rewarded on her latest trip with one of the original Redmire commons — the mighty Red October! Well done Jo, here’s how it happened:

I had decided to go into one of the bays this session using just the 2 rods as there was no point in shutting myself off with a third rod. Casting to the far margin at a range of 62yards the traps were set.

I had no idea what was about to happen early friday morning but the memory will last forever, at 4.30am the left hand rod screamed off and battle commenced, I remember thinking it felt like a decent fish and he was hell bent on trying to get
around the corner, thankfully I managed to turn him and a short while later he was in the net, one cannot repeat what I said when I realised it was one of wraysbury’s jewels.

A phonecall to RK Leisure’s Jamie and Rupert for photo’s and they were on the scene in no time at all.

I’m still lost for words now and still can’t believe I caught such an awsome common of 39lb out of Wraysbury — an iconic fish from an iconic lake.

The set up used comprised ESP Leadcore Leader, Two Tone Choddy Silt hooklink, tied to a T-6 size 6.

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Dave uses his loaf to tempt a Fenland stunner!

Dave Robinson followed up his lovely unknown brace from a large pit in the Fens with a bit of stalking on an intimate Fenland drain — with an impressive result, well done Dave!


A neglected Fenland drain — the scene of the battle

I arrived at the drain at 6am just as the sun came up over the flood bank. I was late but I needed the sun to be able to find these fish. I had walked down the stretch two weeks previously whilst rudd fishing and had seen half a dozen carp that looked really catchable.

That picture was in the back of my mind for the best part of two weeks and I just had to go back. I walked along the bank with my 9ft stalker in hand in search of one of them I had seen before. Luckily for me the wind had backed right off and the drain was like a sheet of glass, the conditions seemed spot on.

As I crept along the bank as slow and as quiet as possible, I came across two carp in the weed. I watched them for a minute but decided to move on because they were both double finger commons and I had my heart set on one of the old mirrors I had seen before. I felt if I hooked one the whole river would erupt and every carp in the area would disappear. As it was still what felt like the start of the season I was sure there would be another opportunity. It was a case of cover as much ground as possible. After a couple of hours of walking I found a group of three fish circling a set of pads right under my feet.

They were going out into the clear channel that the boats had formed then coming back to the edge and to feed on snails underneath the pads. There was a common and two mirrors, one was a light coloured full scaled and the other mirror was a long lean dark fish. I crept back away from the water and broke into the loaf of bread hoping I wouldn’t miss the boat.

Down to my right was a large floating weed raft, I could just make out on the edge some of it was lifting up and going back down repeatedly, I knew it had to be the one I wanted. Before I knew it she had pushed her head right through the weed.

I lowered my hookbait down on top on the weed about 10″ away from her, opened the bail arm and slipped back up the bank. After about five minutes I thought my chance had gone then suddenly she was back but this time she wasn’t messing around. She was going potty, I could only assume that she knew there was food about somewhere.

As she approached my bit of bread I suddenly jumped up on my feet ready to strike. As planned the bread disapeared and as I set the hook the river exploded, even the birds were not impressed.


Safely in the net

This powerful long carp flat rodded me and stripped line from a tight clutch with ease. I followed the fish about 150 yards upstream before it decided to calm down. I suddenly realised I was a hell of a long way from my net and had no choice but to let her weed me up, wedge the rod in the reeds and run as fast as I could to retrieve it. After grabbing the net and sprinting back to the rod I dragged a huge weed bed slowly towards the bank and into the bottom of the net. Out of breath, I ripped the weed out the net hoping to find my prize at the bottom.


Long, lean fighting machine!

I was overwhelmed with what I found. By this time the sun had run its cause and the rain had moved in but I couldn’t care less. It’s was all over! I stood in the rain for half an hour whilst waiting for my mate to arrive to do some photos. It was an exciting and successful morning and I’m sure i’ll be going back next time the conditions are right’.


Withered old Pecs

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