Today I awoke at 5:50 am and could not get back off to sleep despite having a late night so decided to cut my losses after an hour wasted on social media and get my ass to the Wharfe. I…


Today I awoke at 5:50 am and could not get back off to sleep despite having a late night so decided to cut my losses after an hour wasted on social media and get my ass to the Wharfe. I…

I am fortunate that my fishing club has access to both a stretch of the Wharfe and a reservoir for a bit of stillwater action as well. I haven’t fished said reservoir (with its mix of browns and rainbows) for…

Managed to squeeze in an hour or so fishing the Wharfe last night. Half an hour getting my fishing gear etc together, 25 minute drive, 10 minutes tackling up, 15 minute walk to river, in reality I’d say about 1…
In a moment of post Christmas madness I decided to buy myself a drone! A primary driver was the notion of filming myself out on my mountain bike up on the North Yorkshire Moors, Yorkshire Dales, Lake District hills etc…

It’s 7:30 in the evening, I’m holed up in a 1 man tent half way up a mountain and I’m defecating into an Asda tie handle freezer bag to the incessant sound of rain drumming against the fly sheet. Only,…

Last October I managed to swing a weekend away with Stu to go do some pike fishing at our ‘never fail’ venue down in Wales. I shall not name it, but it’s a big man made reservoir with an interesting…
Our little Fly Fishing Club, Roundhay Fly Fishers currently has room for a few more anglers. For what we believe is excellent value at £100 you get access to a mile of the River Wharfe near Burley and a beautiful,…

We were over on Lewis Harris back in September for a family holiday and naturally I packed a rod just in case I managed to ‘get some in’. If you’ve never been, I very much recommend a visit. If you…

Not a lot to write about here but it’s still going in the blog. Back in November myself and Stu drove down to Wales for a pike fishing mission on a water I’ve fished once before (catching my pb pike)…

“Daddy only stares into the distanceThere’s only so much more that he can takeMany miles away something crawls from the slimeAt the bottom of a dark Scottish lake“ Another year another solo escape from the soul destroying, chest-tightening, time-sucking grind…