Martin hasn't got over it. Fishing the Wye with Trefor West and Joe Chatterton, he hooked but then lost what all agreed was a hug...

Crucian carp are one of those fish that are fairly easy to find round here. Perhaps I should say that fisheries that contain them are not ...

You never know with rivers what you're gonna get. Last week I had to wait ages for it to come down to acceptable conditions and then w...

In pursuit of the river's elusive gudgeon, last weekend I went back to the scene of the previous week's less than successful m...

Having lost my minnows, not yet found my gudgeon, and more than a little concerned about catching bullheads for the hell of it, I was at a...

When I got home last week I was chilled to the marrow but quite excited by the unfolding drama I'd experienced.  It had warmed my hear...

Reading of James Denison and Brian Robert's recent exploits with the big gudgeon of the London chalk streams reminded me that I once...

When I came up to the Midlands four years ago I started river fishing properly for the first time. I'd been living in Essex my whole li...

Day three of my ever diminishing challenge chances dawned and I was up on the point gunning after the curiously elusive bleak, as early as p...

I didn't intend to fish casters at all but I'd managed to successfully turn 2 pints of red maggots into casters by accident. The two...

That's how many species I caught today... According to plan I should have been bagging up on at least one and hopefully three target s...

Keith picked me up on his way to Brookfields on Tuesday afternoon where he could have another crack at a brown goldfish point and I could g...

Everything that happened today, would be at the very least, the first for some considerable time. I had grown up in Essex, lived all my lif...