The roach bug bites...

I'm a funny fella. Like all true Fellows of the Rod, if I have a success on the one day, then I believe that that success must be repeated (or indeed, not) the very next day

At long last! Success at Grassy Bend

I've been obsessing about the need for me to catch less chub, more and larger roach and quite frankly, any damned perch. I've changed tactics in order to work out how to do this and now sport two rods on the bank so that I can experiment with baits and presentation

Return to the Blythe

I went to bed with a fully formed plan to return the next morning to the Avon at Bretford to pursue roach and perch with worm, but woke up to find a changed mind, and a changed plan. Today I was going back to the Blyth

Big Freeze Fish Kill Sightings Give Hope !

I've been trying to spot dead fish in the Coventry Canal after the freeze of the last month, and with some success. This canal is, on the surface at least, virtually lifeless. I must have walked the route from Longford to Hawkesbury Junction a thousand times and always keep an eye out for fishy activity en-route

A Spinning Yarn...

I had a couple of mates staying over last Wednesday night, and the next morning we grabbed a few hours fishing. John, who has started fishing again, and in a big way, has now bought himself an ABU spinning rod, travel version of course

The sleeping river

I was up the allotment by 7.30am, digging worms by torchlight. They were not easy to find in the frozen ground until I pulled up a length of weed killing carpet and dug in the insulated soil beneath it. I toiled on, working up a sweat despite the sub zero temperatures, until I'd I managed enough for a whole day

Fishing in the deep freeze

I managed to get back to Bretford much sooner than I thought I would. Judy decided that fishing was an option for me as she wanted to get stuck into a post-Christmas blitz and would rather I was not under her feet. I of course, complied. So, I atomised half a loaf of bread for feed and bought some meat from the local shop