I won’t lie to you, late winter has felt endless this year. There is indeed light at the end of the tunnel (and we’re assured it isn’t a train coming to smash us to bits), but life still feels like it’s in slow motion. For some reason, the whole situation reminds me of one of… Read more
What a strange, ominous start to the year it has been. In spite of the vaccine arriving, there have been few other reasons to celebrate. If you have been feeling anxious or suffering from extreme cabin fever, you are truly not alone. In my case it has been really tricky to balance the pressure of… Read more
If you want to see how much someone misses their fishing, there’s an easy way to find out. First, stop them from any fishing for six weeks. While this is going on, insist they leave their home only once a day for a walk, usually around the same crappy park. Next, let them attempt to… Read more
Getting back into the swing of things is never easy after a holiday, I find. It’s a bit like having a hangover. Especially when there’s still the back end of winter to get through… and you have raging tooth ache! After several days of the sort of head-splitting pain you wouldn’t wish on your worst… Read more
Depending on your tastes (and level of patience!) fishing can be the most active or the most slow and static of sports. Back bivvying on the Exeter shit Ship Canal recently, I’ve been pondering this a lot. A lack of sleep can do that. When it’s really slow, it can almost get to the point… Read more
This blog post is going to sound like Groundhog Day, because once again it starts with a trip to the dentist. Three weeks on from the last massacre, I needed another load of injections and drills and a crown putting in. So there I was sat there a second time using my afternoon fishing trip… Read more