SALMON TALES - Win a SAGE Z-Axis double-hander (June competition)
SALMON TALES - sponsored by SAGE
Ever dreamed of literary greatness? This competition may not lead you to the Booker or Pulitzer Prize, but it could win you a fantastic Sage Z-Axis salmon rod!
In three different monthly competitions from May-July, tell us your best salmon/steelhead/sea trout stories in less than 150 words. We are looking for short tales capturing the essence of fishing for these magnificent wild species with a different topic/style each month.
This competition starts now;-
June 2010 - Tales of the Unexpected - salmon/steelhead/sea trout stories with a twist, true or fictional.
Just reply to this thread below with your entry.
The overall winner becomes the proud owner of a brand new:
SAGE Z-Axis Series Double Handed Fly Rod Size: 15ft 0in #10 4pce (RRP £779)
This is not all. The winning entry may also be featured on the Sage website (at Sage's discretion) which is probably more alluring to a fishing enthusiast than winning either the Booker or Pulitzer Prize!
The lucky monthly winners can choose a Spey Line of their choice courtesy of Rio.
Terms and conditions
- Maximum of two entries per member per monthly competition.
- Closing Date and Time: Competition closes for entries at midnight (GMT) on the last day of each month respectively. Entries made after the closing time will not be taken into consideration. The overall winner will be decided upon and announced in August.
- The winners will be contacted by us once a decision has been made.
- Any person who is an employee or an immediate family member of an employee of Far Bank Enterprises or Fish&Fly Ltd is ineligible to participate.
- All decisions of Fish&Fly Ltd will be final and binding. No correspondence will be entered into.
- By submitting content, you agree to give Fish&Fly a permanent, irrevocable licence to use your content as it thinks fit.
A tale of the unexpected- Oi, Thatís my salmon
The fishing on the tweed was particularly patchy that season. Months of preparation and weeks of flogging had as yet only resulted in several lost grilse. I picked the best weeks, the best beats and the best guillies. I literally couldnít buy a bite.
I shouldíve given up when I lost that particularly big grilse (my landrover). Or in when my dream scottish monster charged off with 100yards of backing before slipping the hook (an Aberdeen angus bull).
I persevered though, and perseverance always pays off. It was the last day of the season and regardless of prior events I still fancied my chances. I reached the river by noon, first cast and I was in (to a real salmon this time). It led me a merry song and dance for a while, and then in a watery explosion it became a rather unwelcome seal. OI! Thatís my salmon.