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KEITH PICKET
KENT
TALES
I t was coming to the end o f a g re at ye ar i n my f i s hi n g , h av i n g
c a ught some absolute cracke r s o n my sy n d i c ate l ake , Ch i l s to n
S tour. As the colder mo nths se t i n , t h e S to u r f i s h s t a rte d to s l ow
u p , and I was lucky enough to se c ure a w i n te r t i c ket b a c k o n
t h e Chilham Mill syndicate . Fo r th e f i r s t fe w we e ks o f w i n te r,
I continued to pursue the S to u r f i s h i n h o p e o f s o m e mo re
a c tion, but to no avail. Be fo re I k n ew i t , Ch r i s t m as wa s u p o n
u s , it was family time, and my n ex t t r i p o ut wo u l d n o t b e u n t i l
t h e New Year, so I started to p l a n my f i rs t t ri p b a c k o n th e M i l l .
T his was to be two days in to t h e N e w Ye ar. W i t h t h re e to fo u r
n i ghts ahead of me, I was e ag e rly c h e ck i n g t h e we a t h e r, a n d
FR E ELINE 6 1
