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Summer Memories

Hot, muggy and ovecast.

So close you can touch them..

So close you can touch them..

Trespass Mens Aldor Waterproof Thinsulate Lined Snow Boots

Another Autumn coming into Winter and another realisation that your boots are simple not up to the job of keeping your feet warm and cosy?

Well, I have just the thing – Trespass Mens Aldor Waterproof Thinsulate Lined Snow Boots.

Trespass Mens Aldor Waterproof Thinsulate Lined Snow Boots.

What they are:

  • Warm
  • Cosy
  • Waterproof
  • A rubber sole that sticks to rocks (do not take this to its extreme)
  • Clumpy, they feel sturdy on your feet

What they are not:

  • Walking boots (not serious ankle support) No problems with short walks though, I walked 2k around my local woods with no problems.
  • Wellingtons – not high enough for deep holes, fine for puddles and obviously snow.
  • Rocket boots

I have always likes Trespass gear, I have a rather warm jacket that I just bought from the store in Clydebank for half price. I got my boots from Outdoor Look.

The boots look great which means my wife is happy with me wearing them, the kids also wear them for comedy effect. With one pair of socks these kept my feet really warm and as they are mid-height boots they make up for the higher coverage offered by other options by being a lot nicer to wear with walking trousers and thermals.

I take a 9 and found they are a great fit.

I’m very happy with these and at the same price would gladly buy another pair.

Youthfully Serious

Late 80's  I caught it on a mepp in the Forth n' Clyde

Late 80’s
I caught it on a mepp in the Forth n’ Clyde

Oh, the things that make you smile…

Different strokes

I have been laying off encouraging the oldest boy coming fishing with me.

I have pals with kids in their twenties who do not fish and I always wonder why. Their dads (my pals) tell me they encouraged them when younger however they just drifted away from it. I wonder if they encouraged them too much. One piece of evidence is my pal whose son does go fishing all the time, I asked him what he did to encourage him “nothing” he told me “I neglected him”  What this did of course was make fishing look kinda grown up and a treat in the kids eyes instead of just another activity that is done and then discarded when they are bored with it. I have learned that if I desperately want my kids to do something I tell them to do the exact opposite which is kinda maybe what I should do with the boys.

The boy has thoughts...

The boy has thoughts…

Hopefully I can make tying flies into a game for them too. “Whooeee” I will say” You managed to complete 10 size 10 grey dusters, let’s take it to the NEXT level and try 10 size 12 Comparaduns”

Before long those keen eyes with their nimble fingers will be in production with this exciting new game. I am reminded of having a chat with a pal in work who was a past Scottish River Champion (if that means something to any of you guys) and I asked him about getting more kids into fly fishing “Fuuuuuuuuuck off” he said with a twinkle in his eye, or something along those lines “The last thing we need is wee bastards with keen eyes and superior casting cruising down the river in front of us, keep em’ at home in front of the X-Box”

Different strokes, different folks n’ all that.


Challenge Accepted!

Challenge Accepted


“Greys warranty sucks”

Sitting on the train my phone rings, unknown number. I pick up.

“Is that Alistair?” said a very polite voice.


“I got your number from a pal, I wanted to tell you something”


“Greys warranty still sucks” he said and then hung up!

True story.

In position....

In position….

Season Blunders

Middle of the summer I went up to Ullapool for a few nights camping. The car was stuffed full of camping stuff and their was barely any room for my youngest. I had a split decision to make about what fishing gear to take and decided on my beachcaster. Of course now I realise if I had got into this Light Rock Fishing slightly earlier then this would have been amazing what with the nice rocks around. However considering the times I got to fish being wrong and the distinct lack of bait I was thoroughly skunked.

I also did not take any trout gear whatsoever.

That is correct, you can hardly spit up their without hitting a trout in a loch and I did not take my trout gear.

But hey ho, it’s not just about the fishing eh?

By Day....

By Day….

By dusk....

By dusk….