I went out looking for silver bream again last night, and found them. Well, I found two, but neither on the end of my line which remained i...

The morning broke with a murky grey light boding bad news. A glimpse through the parted curtains revealed a dank and miserably forbidding p...

A record perch. Hanningfield Reservoir. Where the hell do we start? Well, there's only one place to start, and that's with prob...

It seems an age since I last fished the canal seriously. A few half-hearted and unsuccessful attempts at zander and pike, but hardly any ro...