The Strolling Bones

I awoke to a distinctly nippy morning. Heavy dew, mist rising off the river and a cloud free sky. Time for breakfast, a leisurely five minut...

Literally. I decided on something different and set up the rolling rod for a go at a very nice looking stretch downstream. It's got terr...

Lots going on at the mo, the olds are not too good, bless 'em. I got a chance to have a few days fishing this week, might be last chance...

I arrived at the Riverside campsite in glorious September sunshine with not a breath of wind. Parked up fifty yards from the river, I put th...

It's always exciting packing the van for a road trip, whether it's twenty minutes down the road or a thousand plus miles away. Me an...

I wanted to catch an asp and I was sure the Ijssel was the right place. Last time small fish were regularly being attacked on the crease nea...

All these blog posts about what was caught, the rod whacked over, etc, etc. But thats only part of it. It's great being given leads and ...