Edward Wells With a wet windy start to the Wednesday morning and seeing fish fizzing up on my spot I knew it wouldn't be long before I got a bite. With a big drop back I was away after a short battle on the bank, it weeded me up solid so off out in the boat I went and after what felt like a life time battling the wind and the weed, it gave up and came to the surface surrounded in weed one swoop of the net and a tone of weed later it was mine sat sulking in the net while I just looking at her from the side of the boat.