The Strolling Bones

Me and Bully were due to have a week long trip around the canals of Shropshire and Staffordshire after tench, but the awful spring weather p...

I know I'm a moany old git, but this absolutely ridiculous spring ( winter ) weather is getting on my tits. Fecking rain since the begin...

The river season went out with a whimper, all the hopes and plans in ruins l, thanks to a flooded river. Not quite the end of the world thou...

 Fecking weather.

Yes, it's bloody cold and grey and miserable but spring is sort of here. The fish know it. At dusk the river is full of topping roach. T...

Much as I love the chubbing, I was keen to find out if I could get a winter bream from the "forbidden" stretch and if you know bre...

The Waveney to be precise. Bully said he'd pick me up "between nine and ten". At 07.30 I had a text saying he was on his way, ...