I am GAGGING to go fishing!

Thats a weird expression isnt it, gagging to go fishing? Yes it is!!

Anyway, it has now been raining pretty hard for a couple of days and the Kelvin is unfishable. There is a possibility that one of the tributories will be fishable as long as their is no more rain but I suppose it is all down to whether it clears quickly or not. I may ask SHE WHO MUST BE OBEYED if she can take a wee drive past to see what level it is at!

I am away for the weekend, I am going down to the Lake District to do a spot of camping and hill walking…..yippeeeee!!!

Fishing the Leven

In a smilar vein to my Urban Fly Fishing on the Kelvin site we have a website entitled “Fishing the Leven”. Some nice images of the River Leven, for my American readers the Leven is a river that runs out of Loch Lomond into the Clyde. The Kelvin also runs into the Clyde but is much smaller and not as heavilly fished for Salmon as the Leven.
Some people say that the reason The Kelvin gets a run of Salmon is because the Leven salmon got a bit lost one year and now keep coming back :)

Stung on the face with nettles whilst being rained on!

So after praying for rain for weeks it finally came, just as I and Alex arrived at the Kelvin. It was pissing it down and to make things even worse I had forgotton my lucky hat! We were doomed from the beginning. Alex even fell in but by this point it did not really make much diffirence as the rain was so heavy anyway.

What made it even more galling was that the conditions had been perfect all day, overcast/warmish.

In between heavy rain I put on a little dry fly and managed to rise one fish which promtly spat the fly out! When we started fishing the water was crystal clear, after a few hours it was very coloured with bits of weed tangling up on our flies.
To get out of where we were fishing we had to scramble through bushes which is where I got stung on the face with nettles.


Ah yes, urban angling at its best!!

Looking forward to my next outing already!!

The Baton!

So General Ape passed me the baton which is “…a less-irritating-than-usual web log quiz meme all about music, but, somewhere along the way, it morphed into being all about books”

Books Owned
I have a lot of books; a lot of them are kept now in storage up in my new attic. They are a mixture of sci fi/fantasy…..crime…..fishing books….horror and social work text books. I hoard books and to be honest I think some books can be judged my their cover, but then again some covers look crap and are still good……but hey that’s life :)

When I get Amazon gift certificates through people buying books that I recommend i get damned exited as it means I get a free book. When that happens I take great pains to choose a book that actually has something to do with fishing, it’s like a little gift from my website to me ….weird eh?

Last Book Bought
Now that I come to think about it, hmmmm possibly the last book I bought may actually have been a social work text book horrifyingly enough. I have been bought a lot of books by people for my birthday and at Christmas so usually have a vast collection of books waiting to be read…..actually in writing this I think I remember what the last book was…..I bought “I am Legend” by Richard Matheson. It was later made into a terrible film called “The Omega Man” with Charlton Heston.

It is a much better book! It also has a rather good cover!

Last Book I Read

A book I have just finished after reading for around the 10th time is “Consider Phlebas”

A fantastic book and the first in the “Culture” series. One of those books where you are thinking who are the goodies and who are the baddies :)

The war raged across the galaxy. Billions had died, billions more were doomed. Moons, planets, the very stars themselves, faced destruction, cold-blooded, brutal, and worse, random. The Idirans fought for their Faith; the Culture for its moral right to exist. Principles were at stake. There could be no surrender. Within the cosmic conflict, an individual crusade. Deep within a fabled labyrinth on a barren world, a Planet of the Dead proscribed to mortals, lay a fugitive Mind. Both the Culture and the Idirans sought it. It was the fate of Horza, the Changer, and his motley crew of unpredictable mercenaries, human and machine, actually to find it, and with it their own destruction. Consider Phlebas – a space opera of stunning power and awesome imagination.

Which is about as far away from fly fishing for trout that you can actually get!

I am currently reading “Otherland” by Tad Williams which is actually turning out to be quite good……a kind of matrix meets anti racism fantasy novel :)
I am trying to stay away from fishing books until the close season so that I have a few to read to keep me occupied in those long winter nights……eak!

Five Books That Mean A Lot To Me

My first John Gierach book and still the best! Also one that I stole from the library…..well I didn’t actually steal it I just did not take it back……it wasn’t even my card that I borrowed it on!

I read it and did not really “get it”. Then when I started fly fishing pretty much full time I read it again……fantastic

Consider Phlebas…see above…my first Culture novel!


Not so much a book but a collection of poems by T.S. Eliot….contains “The Waste Land”


The fourth is Ken Kesey’s “One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest”…..if there was ever a reason for me wanting to work with vulnerable people this is it!


I really couldn’t pick a fifth book out of all my favourite books……if i have a favourite book it means something to me :)

I’m passing this on to…

Tom at A View From the Bridge

Dharma at The Dharma Blog

Edward at Mind the Shark

Mike at MX4

and finally

Jason at Ahoyhoy.org


“I got a new fly rod and reel for my wife…best trade I ever made.” – Thomas Horan

Another bad fishing Joke

Standing at the edge of loch Lomond, a man saw a woman flailing about in the deep water. Unable to swim, the man screamed for help. A trout fisherman ran up. The man said, “My wife is drowning and I can’t swim. Please save her. I’ll give you a hundred pounds.”
The fisherman dove into the water. In ten powerful strokes, he reached the woman, put his arm around her, and swam back to shore. Depositing her at the feet of the man, the fisherman said, “Okay, where’s my hundred pounda?”

The man said, “Look, when I saw her going down for the third time, I thought it was my wife. But this is my mother-in-law.”

The fisherman reached into his pocket and said, “Just my luck. How much do I owe you?”

I have won a competition….

So I managed to wangle an evening session yesterday on the Kelvin. I and another Kelvin fisher decided to head up the Kelvin valley closer to the West End. The trout were spooky and Alex had a new 4 weight that he wanted to christen. It was a nice evening and I managed to get a couple of trout. Alex had the fish of the night that decided to do a runner at the last minute…….it was a nice trout too….he played it for a couple of minutes, it took line…….it swerved around behind us……..then gone. There was not much to say really……inside he was screaming I bet!!!
I am not one for deep water but he had a rather interesting time trying to fish at the bottom of a weir..
On our way walking back up to another part of the Kelvin we came across this dead salmon carcass..
salmon carcass
Sad to see, but at least the rain the last couple of days caused a little spate that has put some oxygen back in the water.

Oh and the competition I won? Well when I got my little Tea Stick Bamboo rod, I wanted to get a new snazzy reel to go along with it so I bought a Vosseler DC2. On the website there is a competition where if you take a picture of your reel with a fish you can win a spare spool…well, last week I was down on the Kelvin and snapped a photo, I thought it looked rather nice and sent it in….and won!!

Communication Difficulties!

I want to discuss with you communication difficulties. Now the other day I got SHE WHO MUSY BE OBEYED to give me a lift up to the Glasgow Angling Centre to get some of that sealant stuff for my waders. On the way I mentioned that it would mean that I would be fishing on Sunday at the earliest. Now, I think that was a bit of a hint that I would be going fishing today. Anyway, yesterday I was texting someone about fishing on Sunday and I mentioned that the river was looking good after the day’s rain…I said I was looking forward to fishing the river on Sunday. Now I think that was another hint about going fishing today. Last night on my way home I asked her if she would drop me off at the river and she said no she was going out for a long run…..to me that was a bloody obvious hint that I was going fishing today….
So why when I woke up this morning, rolled over why did my beloved say “what are we going to do today….something nice?”
I said “I …er…I’m going fishing”


AHA!! Fucking Boots…..I have you now!!!!!

I have located the reason and the actual hole in my waders. I studied the area very very closely and it turns out its my fucking boots.
fucking boots
I noticed that the inner sole has slipped making some studs visable…when i ran my finger over them they were pretty raised and had been digging into my waders…………fucking boots, incidentally made by Vision as well!

Amyway, I have dolloped a rather large bit of aquawhateveritscalled on my stockingfoot (getting a little bit high in the process) and will reverse the waders tommorow and do the same on the other side……I should be fishing again by Sunday!! I had considered sending them back but Vision would do the exact same to them as I have just done, if you remmember that is what they did last time as well!!


Bloody Typical!! a hole in ma waders!!

So today, I got my gear together for a bit of a walk upstream to where the Kelvin is deep and slow. As I was getting my stuff together I was standing at the bridge in the Vet School under the main road….I heard a voice shout out
I looked around, there was a white van sitting at the lights…….the voice continued
Oh, white van man…..where would the world be without your startling wit!

The last time I was upstream I caught a few fish so was feeling pretty confident. It was overcast….as I left it started to rain a little but it soon stopped!
I caught a couple of trout here..
and scared away a a lovely active feeder here:
As you can see it is pretty overgrown so I had to do a bit of downstream dry action which did not quite work.

Anyway, too cut a long story short I have a hole in my waders. Jings, the Kelvin was too EXTREME for my Vision Extreme waders and now the Vision Endurance cannot ENDURE the power of the Kelvin.
They are drying out downstairs, with a bit of luck it will be just a case of getting a bit of that Aquaseal stuff and patching them up……

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