It seemed a shame to waste the current unusually mild spell of weather so I decided to go coarse fishing on Thursday. My only problem was figuring out where exactly to fish. The Royal canal had died away weeks ago, so that was out of the question. The rivers are all still swollen and evenContinueContinue reading “No particular place to go”
Category Archives: coarse fishing
A very short session
I managed to squeeze in an hour with the rods yesterday. I was passing over the Shannon as I was heading back to Mayo from the east coast. In anticipation of just such an opportunity, I had stowed some gear in the back of the car and was able to try out a new venueContinueContinue reading “A very short session”
Autumn coarse fishing
It had been an odd sort of a weekend, and by Sunday I was jaded and restless. A decision was taken to move my neglected boat off lough Conn for the winter, so my mate and I drove out to Pike Bay with my trailer on a bright but cold autumn day. The car parkContinueContinue reading “Autumn coarse fishing”
Acres and Acres
It stopped raining this morning. Given that it has been pissing down for days on end this was big news. All my local rivers are over their banks, the loughs are full to overflowing and still rising. The forecast was for the rain to return by 4pm, so there was a wee window of opportunityContinueContinue reading “Acres and Acres”
Red or white?
A big change in the weather this past week has seen the blue skies replaced with angry grey clouds and the bone dry fields have been well watered at last. In normal times I would be reaching for my salmon rods and confidently casting over the well known lies of my local rivers, but thisContinueContinue reading “Red or white?”
Whole lotta’ fizzing going on
I snuck in another canal session today, which was very bold of me considering the heavy schedule of jobs I have to do around the house. In my defence, the outside painting has been coming along nicely with a solid week of me up ladders with brushes or wielding my latest toy, a paint sprayer.ContinueContinue reading “Whole lotta’ fizzing going on”
It ain’t ‘alf hot
Another spell of fine, dry weather has settled over Ireland, making life hard for game fishers but presenting coarse anglers with long days and potentially good catches. I set the alarm for a ridiculously early hour and retired for a good night’s sleep with another trip to the midlands planned for the morrow. The heatContinueContinue reading “It ain’t ‘alf hot”
Secret venue
I am going to break with my usual openness and not divulge the location of a new venue I have discovered. It is in the Irish midlands and in a built up area, so if I blurt out where it is I am sure it will be cleaned out by the fishmonger brigade in aContinueContinue reading “Secret venue”
A day in the midlands
I could ill afford a day away from the house renovations, but I was feeling exhausted by the stresses and strains of the project, so on Tuesday I took myself off for a bit of fishing. There was a vague sort of a plan which sounded overly complicated even to me, and indeed the firstContinueContinue reading “A day in the midlands”
A strange sort of a day
Arm update: pain has reduced markedly when at rest, but any movement brings stabs of pain in the shoulder and/or elbow. My wrist ‘locks’ sometimes for no apparent reason and is sore for a few hours after that happens. On the whole though, there is an improvement. Having gone through a rough few weeks IContinueContinue reading “A strange sort of a day”
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