I had a crap day yesterday. Yes, I did get to do a bit of fishing (eventually), but boy was it hard work just getting finding a few fish. I guess we all have days like this but my orderly little life has largely shielded me from difficulties like this. I had a solid planContinueContinue reading “God loves a tryer”
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Knockvicar and plan B
We are back to scraping ice from the car windows in the mornings now, and with that drop in temperature the fishing has become a bit harder. I had hoped to do a bit of pike fishing on Sunday but ended up retrieving and moving a boat for a friend instead. Monday was clear ofContinueContinue reading “Knockvicar and plan B”
Making the most of a bad job
As the autumn rolls on and the temperatures drop, I will be turning my attention to either pike or roach fishing. Not being a fan of the pike, I doubt if there will be many sessions chasing them, but the roach on the other hand are my primary target species during the colder months. WithContinueContinue reading “Making the most of a bad job”
Return to the Erne
The horrendous cost of petrol has clipped my wings when it comes to travels with fishing rods this autumn. Some of my planned trips to far flung corners of Ireland have been shelved and even some venues within a couple of hours drive were just to expensive for me to undertake. However, my tiny potContinueContinue reading “Return to the Erne”
Last crack at the bream
We have seen a real change in the weather over the past two weeks with significant drops in temperature both at night and during daylight hours. The trout and salmon fishing is over for the year and the cooler weather means the summer coarse species will be winding down. I wanted to cram in oneContinueContinue reading “Last crack at the bream”
Where quiet waters meet
Gales force winds over the past couple of days kept me indoors, but Thursday looked like it would be a bit quieter so I ventured out with the rods. Once again I was heading for the Camlin River, but this time I wanted to try a different stretch, the point where the river, canal andContinueContinue reading “Where quiet waters meet”
The lake in the woods
After a full week of guiding for trout I was in need of something different and a spot of coarse fishing seemed to fit the bill. I know I should have been out with the fly rod to round of the trout season, but my heart wasn’t in it, so I looked out the coarseContinueContinue reading “The lake in the woods”
A week in the boat
The eagle eyed amongst you may have noticed I was very quiet last week. This was because I had a full week ghillieing, and had no free time to put quill to vellum. My client, a regular who I have been guiding for many years, has his own boat and engine, so the week wasContinueContinue reading “A week in the boat”
Shanballybaun
There is a lough which hides in a fold of the land, a lake I had heard of but never seen. A lake which, rumour had it, was an excellent place to catch all manner of wild fishes. If I could find it, that is. I knew roughly where this mysterious body of pea green waterContinueContinue reading “Shanballybaun”
Cloonagh
My plans to fish a new lake to me over in Leitrim on Saturday turned to dust when an old affliction flared up. I don’t want this blog to turn into a pity party for me, suffice to say I was sore and grumpy. So I passed on the long drive and hard day’s fishing,ContinueContinue reading “Cloonagh”
