Over the past year, I have frequently highlighted the artists of one sort or another operating around the angling scene.... Read More
I am not here to praise Fishing Breaks or suggest that you book a day on a chalk stream with... Read More
We were delighted to hear a little while ago from James Morrison who kindly shared some of his family history... Read More
This week saw me successfully complete forty nine years on this earth and the twenty fifth anniversary of my employment... Read More
Another bleak day in Norfolk, and hard to believe this is the start of July – though of old I... Read More
Week one, Done. Hawthorn was early, heavy but brief and as always has served as the flicking of a switch... Read More
The Wild Trout Trust annual fundraising auction takes place 18-27 March on the WTT’s own auction website. With 366 Lots,... Read More
I assume that one of the pleasures of collecting, or even handling, an item of vintage fishing tackle is imagining... Read More
Well that’s it, trout fishing for 2017 done, and as ever bewilderment over the speeding up of time as wasn’t... Read More
Since my recent piece on the Exe I’ve been made aware of RETA, and many thanks for that Godfrey! The... Read More
For reasons some might guess, I’m on my way North on Sunday/Monday coming. I’m around the Eden first, and then... Read More
It’s a cold, dank day, with a vicious Northerly wind blowing down the valley. Hardly what I’d expect for the... Read More
A friend has just sent me a veiled diatribe in a recently published book. In it, although I am not... Read More
By Malcolm Dutchman-Smith In the course of the present century the name of Eddie McCarthy has become synonymous with the... Read More
I have to admit that deciphering Alston’s handwriting does not get easier, and I hope that anyone interested will find... Read More
I am, of course, obsessed with the Wye now, like I was as a child in the very early Sixties.... Read More
Mid-July, down here in Devon, on the Exe where temperatures hit 30 degrees plus most of yesterday afternoon. The whole... Read More
Monday, my first day back on the three mile beat of upper Bure that I rented forty years ago. It... Read More
By a raft of good fortune and with a lot of help from friends, I am in the market for... Read More
For nigh on forty years I was a member of the truly excellent Norfolk Flyfishers’ Club (NFC), and it was... Read More
Well, the frost-rimed fields around my house suggest winter sure is back, and yesterday when the sun got up, I... Read More