Last week we were up in the Highlands for our first family holiday. As many of you know, every year since 1997 I have penetrated Scotland to various degrees for a week of angling adventures. Sometimes we entered only a…

Last week we were up in the Highlands for our first family holiday. As many of you know, every year since 1997 I have penetrated Scotland to various degrees for a week of angling adventures. Sometimes we entered only a…
As some of you may recall my priorities have somewhat changed this year due to becoming a father. Since the end of April I have not wet a line or even tied a fly although I can’t blame it all…
Well it’s finally happened. After 22 years the unbroken run of annual fishing holidays has finally been broken! A tradition that began in a rain battered caravan in Moffat and culminated in luxury cottages in the North West Highlands has…
Roundhay Fly Fishers stalwarts Kev, Lenny and Andy paid a visit to Leighton reservoir over the weekend and by all accounts had a cracking day. Seeing as I am struggling to find time to go fishing at the moment I…
No fishing all Winter, this simply won’t do. With the coarse season about to end I simply had to get some in and Saturday was the day. Grayling or pike? Pike! A good hour was spent on Friday night assembling…
There’s a fishing club in Yorkshire I’ve been wanting to join for years but the waiting list is as long as your rod. However, through a series of sabotaged brake pipes/threatening phone calls/bribes I’ve managed to work my way to…
The 2018 annual fishing holiday had a difficult and complex inception spanning several pages of WhatsApp discussion, much Outlook perusing and a bit of green card acquisition. I’ve catalogued the problems before so I won’t cover old ground too…
And you run and you run to catch up with the sun but it’s sinking Racing around to come up behind you again. The sun is the same in a relative way but you’re older, Shorter of breath and one…
During this year’s annual fishing holiday (yes, there was one!) we had an initial booster stage of additional attendees, one of which is no stranger to this blog. Smithers (for that is what we call him) bought his first…
I managed to squeeze in an extended May Bank Holiday trip to the NW Highlands last month with my girlfriend. It was more about enjoying the scenery, having a relatively relaxing few days and soaking up the almost unheard of…