I’ve never really been interested in writing ‘instructional’ pieces. I’m far more concerned with how things feel than the nitty gritty of tackle, tactics and the like, and find that in the hands of most writers the subject matter can be rather turgid. Besides, my angling largely involves bumbling ineptitude interspersed with fleeting strokes of…… Continue reading A guide to worming for trout: Part I
If I’m totally honest, I really don’t like fly fishing for grayling in winter. Standing waist deep in frigid flows for hours at a time dragging heavy bugs along the bottom is dour, torturous work. Besides, I’m not awfully good at it either, so while a more gifted or perceptive angler may fill his boots…… Continue reading Fluke.
Someone, presumably a lunatic, once said that in order to fully appreciate nature one must experience it in its best and worst weather, and it was these questionable words I held at the front of my mind on Christmas Eve as I trudged grimly along the river. I had no business being there. Since October…… Continue reading Into The Storm
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