Tag Archives: coarse angling

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”

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”

Fog on the Shannon

With another storm due to hit us on Friday, I decided to sneak out once again with the rods before the weather deteriorated. It’s been cold and foggy for the past couple of days and Wednesday was promised the same, maybe not ideal conditions but not the worst either. Roach would again be the targetContinueContinue reading “Fog on the Shannon”

Change of seasons

Last Friday was a scorcher, 28 degrees when Helen and I were mooching around Galway city. The sun splitting the stones on Shop Street, traditional music flowing from the open doors of the pubs and throngs of visitors enjoying the spectacle of the sun beaming down on old Eire. I found a high stool inContinueContinue reading “Change of seasons”

A day of two halves

With the game fishing around here still in the doldrums I decided to get out the coarse rods again and try a couple of venues in south county Sligo. Firstly I planned to give Finlough one more go, mainly on the back of word from a fellow angler that there were tench in that weeContinueContinue reading “A day of two halves”

A long time coming

I finally got out to do a small bit of fishing today, the first time I wet a line since last autumn. My plans to dabble with coarse fishing throughout the winter months came to naught and a thin film of grey dust had gathered on the boxes of tackle piled in the corner ofContinueContinue reading “A long time coming”