I was fishing at Pasture House Fishery on peg 21 of the canal lake.
The heavens had just opened on me and my dad. In the hard rain our floats were going up and down like a jack in a box then mine disappeared.
At first I thought I had hooked the bottom, then it started shaking.
The fish started pulling, taking out line and I played it for about 5 minutes.
When it came to the surface it looked like a dustbin lid.
My dad got it into the landing net I put into the bag and weighed it.
The dial stopped at 6lb 2oz - I was ecstatic. Not bad for my first ever bream.