Bergman’s Grey Drake

My posts of late have been almost exclusively reports on my various coarse fishing outings, much to the chagrin of my loyal game fishing readers. I am sorry guys, but the trout and salmon fishing has just been appalling this season, meaning I was busy with float and feeder instead of flexing a fly rod.ContinueContinue reading “Bergman’s Grey Drake”

Late summer in south county Galway

Safety notice – those of a nervous disposition should be aware my ugly mug is plastered all over the following post. The simple act of writing posts for this blog has many advantages for me. I enjoy mangling the English language in an attempt to tell wee stories of my fishing trips, it stretches myContinueContinue reading “Late summer in south county Galway”

Another day on Talt

Fish, despite their tiny brains, have the ability to frustrate us humans on a regular basis. Here is how yesterday’s trip to lough Talt exemplifies the unequal struggle of us mere mortals when trying to fool what should be easy prey. To set the scene – my mate Ben and I were going to spendContinueContinue reading “Another day on Talt”

Be prepared (or not)

Let me start this tale of piscatorial ineptitude last Tuesday evening. While sifting through the coarse fishing gear I found that my box of pre-tied hook lengths was very low on certain sizes, namely my much favoured 14’s and 16’s. While Helen watched something on telly I busied myself making up new hook lengths toContinueContinue reading “Be prepared (or not)”