Let’s Kick That Can Forever…
I love this modern phrase, even though I’m not exactly sure of its meaning? I’ve been guessing it is simply acknowledging a...
Fab Feb Barbel
Funny old life! For days we could barely buy a bite, and then the tipping point temperature-wise is reached, and this fish...
A Rare Find
You never know what’s round the next corner. A trip to Ludlow market on a freezing Monday morning brought me to the...
Where Diversity Really Counts
Angling is hardly a world wherein woke attitudes have really taken root, but perhaps they should. Diversity is a concept not paid...
Fear of Jack Frost
Remember when we lived without central heating, when a single room would be kept warm with a coal fire, and when you’d...
Grayling Blues
The facts are simple. The upper Wye has been in good grayling nick for a decent while, and four visits have produced...
Angling Times and the Wensum
I had a call from AT yesterday. It seems that they were struck by the fact they had not had a single...
Passion for… Favourite (Grayling) Swims
I guess this time of the winter many of us will be thinking grayling, either on float or fly. (Personally, I see...
Passion for… Favourite Swims
My nightly vigil on the middle Wye has provoked some comment, and there is much to add. Of course, the swim was...
Old Fishermen Never Die… They Just Smell That Way
Last night I went as usual down to the river, not guiding, just me on my tod. I had to park the...
