Rummaging through the gear which I took back from my recent trip to Aberdeen I came across a wee box which rattled enticingly. Hard as I tried, I could not for the life of me remember what this small black box contained. It was in with a jumble of fly boxes but whatever was insideContinueContinue reading “Sutherland Specials”
Fishy tales from the West of Ireland
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