I did wonder if I would get to Greenland after months of prior preparation, to seek out Arctic Sea Run Char where I had heard they fought like dogs.
Its incredibly difficult to write a fishing blog when you don’t catch any fish and I should know it’s becoming a regular occurrence! Having blanked on my last outing to Farmoor golf is becoming a real interesting option.
am on a tight turnaround for this blog entry as I will be up to Grafham tomorrow for the AMFC. I did not want to rush this entry though as it is arguably one of the best sessions I have ever had on a river!
I met Chris through both our youngest daughter being best friends as well as a mutual appreciation of single malt whisky. So, when he asked if I would take his dad Tom on the river for the day I was more than happy to oblige.
I first met Terry Bromwell a few years back while controlling for him at the Hanak Grayling Festival on the Welsh Dee. We got on really well sharing our love of the world’s greatest fly-fishing guide Hank Patterson!
I had been told that the fish at Farmoor were outstanding and not to fish less than 10lb tippet. I had also been informed that it was fishing really well, that was hogwash the fishing was as tough as a witch’s tit!
Ian was keen to show me the fishing that he had access to, so our first port of call was going to be Brick Farm Lakes. Before that though we had to nip out and pick up the lunch for the day, what better way to go to Tesco’s than in a Porche!
I was kindly invited to travel down to Brighton for a couple of days fishing by Ian Pinder. I am going to split the trip over two blog entries as the fishing was varied over the two days.
I never have enough time for fishing, who does…..lol. Still I count myself lucky that often my work takes me very near to some of the best chalk stream fishing in the country.
Those that follow this blog will know all about the Kit Kat Cup, if this is your first visit I will give you a very quick history. Jock Kettles and I have fished for this almost every year for well over two decades.
I was like a kid at Christmas! First day of the season, the weather looked like it was going to be well behaved. We had not had any rain to speak of for weeks the river would be in perfect condition for a dry fly bonanza!
I enjoy taking pictures as much as fishing, Nah that’s a lie but I really do enjoy recording my days on still and running water with photographs and drivel for the blog.
What is the French Leader technique? Well that’s a whole other article and a can of worms to be perfectly honest!
The Grayling season after the high of December has been tough going and I have not got to do as much as I had hoped. Still can’t be to remorseful the Trout season will be kicking in soon enough.
Fishermen/women, are we not absolute suckers for new gadgets, the latest fly tying stuff any new tackle for that matter?
First trip out for me it’s been a slow start, the rivers have not been particularly good so a chance to get out and do anything was most welcome.
Well, I was planning to do a review of last year and that may well still happen. The choice was simple stay in on the laptop or go fishing……no choice really.
When I returned from a flyfishing trip to the Florida Keys with my usual fishing buddies back in April this year, I was full of renewed enthusiasm for this branch of our beloved sport.
The Grayling Festival needs no introduction if you fish for Grayling you will most certainly have heard of this competition.
I ran a small lot on Ebay (a guided day on the river Test at Broadlands) to raise money for the Royal British Legion, there are many worthy causes out there but this one is very close to my heart.
Del and I got home to mine where we found Jayne with her newly acquired crutches from A&E after going over on her ankle and getting a nasty sprain. So, it was a chippy tea and a few more drams before bed.
The Grayling Classic is still in its infancy, this being the third year it has run. A good format is employed for this competition which sees you fish with your buddy you hopefully catch and measure your first fish.
The Grayling (thymallus thymallus) , the lady of the stream once thrown up the bank and considered a pest by the keepers of the Chalk Streams and Trout anglers alike.
We are a bit more fortunate than most as on the Avon the Trout season does not finish until the 15 Oct. Seems a waste not to take advantage, as well as this there were a few Perch I fancied a chuck at.
It was my birthday last week the kids got a dog and I got the runs, let me elaborate. New dog on the eve of my birthday its first night down stairs on its own.