Category Archives: coarse fishing

Those of a certain vintage will recall a French singer called Sasha Distel and his hit ‘Raindrops keep falling on my head’. He was never off the telly when I was a kid. I thought of that ditty as I sat on the edge of a river today………………. The weather has been alternating between heavyContinueContinue reading “Raindrops keep falling……..”

My endless ranting on these pages about the lack of maggot sellers within 50 miles of me have altered that despicable situation not one jot. The shop in Claremorris tried selling maggots the year before last but gave it up as a bad job. ‘Too much hassle and not enough sales’ was the owners takeContinueContinue reading “Left overs”

We here in the West we have been very lucky so far this winter. Some sharp frosts, a couple of days of pretty light snow, but other than that we have not suffered the harsh winter weather which has hit other parts of Ireland and Britain. My relations in Aberdeen have been snowed in sinceContinueContinue reading “Marina”

There has not been much fishing for me of late. Either I have been busy with tasks around the house or the weather has been awful, either way my gear has been gathering dust in the spare room for most of the month of November. Met Eireann, our state weather forecaster, promised us a halfContinueContinue reading “A tough day”

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”

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”

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”

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”

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?”