On a day that started out very promising, Eric Singer and I set out full of hope and looking forward to good sport. We anchored up at the outer edge of Town Bay. A few casts later Eric was into a fish, a nice one of over two pounds. Shortly after, I had one on…
When Alasdair McKechnie and I were driving up to Butterstone, we were looking forward to a good days fishing. The weather was perhaps a bit bright but some cloud cover was promised. At the water’s edge, it was still promising – even though no fish were showing. Happiness when fishing is a matter of expectation:…
My first outing back fishing with the club since falling off a ladder, watering plants a few weeks ago. I landed on my casting arm – not the best of landings! I reckoned I could manage a day on dry fly, and Frandy was as good a place to put that to the test as…
I am having no pleasure putting this report on paper; well would you if you had blanked. It was an overcast kind of day with a gentle breeze at 17oC, the water was also 17oC – the wind (I am calling it a wind now) was from ENE so I will use that as my…