Seeing as how it feels like Scotland is about to be shafted by the Tories and weirdly by around just over half its own people the end of season has been pretty shit. I had a trip out with Alex last week which resulted in no pike caught. I reckoned we were wasting our time [...]
I have a couple of bugbears when meeting and talking to other anglers (not the two chaps I met this evening) but other guys who shall remain nameless. One of my bugbears is some guys ability to tell the size of a trout by the way it rises. Oh sure, I am quite aware that [...]
I appear to have missed out posting some outings over the last few weeks however to be honest there has not been much to write home about.
Usually time off work means extra fishing however after my family holiday to Holland I just never got around to heading out after trout. Well, that is not [...]
Fishing has been slow of late for a few reasons. One is that I have not had the chance to have my usual couple of hour sessions on the Kelvin due to living just too far out of reach to make it feasible. This will be less of an issue come July when the kids [...]
It was one of those days that had everything going for it – good pals, half decent weather and a fairly good fishing pass allowing me to access a few fishing spots. However, it turned out to be one of those days that turned into “its not just about catching fish”
The boys are in bed and the wife is on the nightshift !
The rum is out and the pizza has been scoffed !
Enough said !
I notice that my Suunto Watch is now at the bargain price of £116 over at the Polimil Factory Shop
It is a sweet piece of kit which apart from being a watch also includes a compass, barometer, altimeter and increases your ultimate sexiness by a factor of ten. One of those was a [...]
Went fishing on the Kelvin after work for an hour. River at a great height and the color of strong tea without the milk. Caught nothing however lots of trout rising….
The undergrowth is now at its wildest and it is strange to think that the end of the season is on [...]
Good evenings fishing interrupted by chap with his jeans and pants at his ankles in the bushes, he coughed and tried to pull them up.
I looked him straight in the eye and said “Awright Mate”
He carried on and I fished the pool in front of him.
It was all a bit awkward!