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…
Koona t’chuta, Solo?
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…
4 Go Middle Aged in North Wales
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…
Early trip to Wester Ross
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…
Assynt…err..Gairloch blog 2017
Last year’s annual fishing holiday blog post kicked off with something about how I’d left it late, the leaves were starting to fall and the fishing was season coming to a close etc but I did at least have…
Applecross solo
A solo visit to the North West Highlands in August is now pretty much a nailed on annual tradition for me. It means that I still have something to look forward to after the annual week long fishing holiday in June and…
Annual fishing holiday 1998 – Moffat blog!
Aye, you read that right, I’m blogging an annual fishing holiday from 18 years ago! It struck me whilst writing up this year’s fishing holiday that I could use my old fishing diary and photos to make some kind of…
Assynt err Gairloch blog 2016
“Well this could be the last time This could be the last time Maybe the last time I don’t know.” Once again I find myself finally getting round to documenting this year’s annual Assynt Gairloch fishing holiday whilst the leaves…
Thanks Bruce
..for helping me and my mates do what we love best.
Fish of a lifetime
The Icelandic updates are coming in thick and fast but Oh My God look at this 13lb wild brownie Stu’s dad Martin caught on the fly today, what an absolutely magnificent specimen. It took 15 minutes to land and was 75cm…