Monthly Archives: February 2007

Combat Fishing

I just read the ‘What’s your Style’ post on Wet Boots and it occurs to me that if I had to share the river with so many anglers in close proximity I’d probably take up golf!  Whilst I occasionaly enjoy fishing with a buddy or two, it’s really the solitude that floats my boat. 

Combat Fishing [from Wet Boots]

Soggy doggy

I went for a stroll along the Little Avon Yesterday and she’s showing the effects of winter. It seems she decided to take to the fields and left behind a soggy brown mess and the detritus of the flood litters her banks.

There are plastic bottles and bags wedged into impossibly high forks in the trees and the whole scene is rather sad and depressing, though the sight of a healthy flock of Fieldfare’s lightened my spirit.

Spring seems a long way off.



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The Cruelty of Chronos

Work, the curse of all fisher folk cannot hold my attention. 

I am fishing this evening & the anticipation has been building since a 5 am Three-and-Two breakfast [three fags & two teas].  The waders & boots go into the boot, carefully stowed alongside the rod, net and vest that are permanent residents.  Just before I turn on to the main road I realise that my briefcase & laptop lie forgotten by the front door and I have to go back to retrieve them.  This is silly.  Get a grip man.

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Midnight on Cuckoo Loch

Years ago I was invited to join John & his dad George for a week’s fishing on the isle of Lewis.  Joining us would be a mutual friend, Peter, who had fished all over the world.  John, as you know is an Otter and George has been fishing for years, an angler of considerable skill.  This made me the novice of the party by a very long way.

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Cotswold Trout

I found this article about an EA project to re-populate some of the Cotswold rivers & streams on AnglersNet. Strangely, there’s nothing on the Environment Agencies web site about this project.

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Fish Eye Guy

I came across a web site containing the most stunning under-water photographs I have ever seen. Check out the galleries on and you will see what I mean.

River Ehen

From Wikipedia:

The River Ehen is a river in Cumbria, England.

The river’s source is at the mouth of Ennerdale Water, from which it emerges travelling west, through Ennerdale Bridge where it is joined by Croasdale Beck (flowing from Banna Fell). Ennerdale Water itself if fed by the River Liza.

The Ehen continues past Cleator Moor and Cleator, where it is fed by the River Keekle, moving southwards through Egremont and eventually running parallel to the Irish Sea which the Ehen eventally joins at Sellafield at the same point as the River Calder.

I was lucky enough to fish this little river during our Lake District holiday in 2006. I fished Ennerdale water without success so I decided to go down-stream from where Ennerdale flows into the river and bring out the 7′ 6″ Esse. At this point the Ehen resembles the Little Avon in character so I was right at home in the heavily overgrown stream. There are riffles and runs a-plenty but unlike the Little Avon, the fish here were eager risers, even in mid-afternoon.

A little further down-stream

Further downstream the river widens 

Working my way up-stream with a tiny black Klinkhammer I was rewarded with half a dozen beautifully marked little brownies before my peace was shattered by the sound of children playing in the river a little further up. Trying hard not to begrudge the kids their fun I packed up & strolled back towards the car, promising to return when the little buggers are back in school.


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