No not those 2 fuckwits. A lamentable attempt to make a punny title but we are where we are, the scenery was bonnie and we we were on the Clyde…. Last month myself, Stu and a man we shall call…


No not those 2 fuckwits. A lamentable attempt to make a punny title but we are where we are, the scenery was bonnie and we we were on the Clyde…. Last month myself, Stu and a man we shall call…

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…

I still need to write up my recent solo to Wester Ross and also a brief bit of fish bothering whilst on a family holiday to Lewis but for now I’m just making a few notes on what might be…

It’s months since I last went fishing, and watching everyone go nuts catching prolific amounts of enormous brown trout once the lockdown restrictions were eased has been frustrating. As mentioned in my last post a combination of commitments and principals…

Quick post on my last outing. Contrary to the BBC’s forecast Sunday was in fact a day of sunshine and fairly decent temperatures. However the days of waking up and pissing off for a full day’s fishing are almost…

This weekend I was mostly supposed to be bobbing around on the North Sea catching ling, cod and scurvy on a boys weekend in Whitby. Instead I was holed up in Leeds with an industrial strength cold feeling sorry for…
So, it’s trout fishing season once again and yet the blog is strangely quiet. I was excited to get out there and do some fishing but unfortunately I’ve had very little time due to moving festung YorkshireFlyFishing to a new…

I mentioned in a previous post I’m trying to get back into the fly fishing groove after going Esox mental over winter. Like most of my hobbies if I find a problem I’ll just throw money at it, buy new…
Well check me out, venturing outside of my comfort zone and standing in a river that isn’t the Wharfe! I was kicking around the yorkshireflyfishing bunker on Saturday wondering what to do with myself, initially contemplating a hill walk but…