“Hope for the best, but prepare to get filthy” probably sums up recent angling best. I’d have loved a final crack at grayling or river pike on the fly before the season ended, but it has been mud soup everywhere. Such is angling in the early 21st century- not only do we get more concentrated… Read more
Did you ever get the feeling you had entered a purple patch in your angling life? Just as there are phases you can’t seem to do anything right, there are other times when you can’t do much wrong. I’ve endured plenty of those times when the angling gods seem to have scorned me. Or perhaps,… Read more
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