A Mistake With A Monster My return to England in 1969 marked some very significant changes to my life, none of them very conducive to doing much fishing. Not only did I have to go to work every day, but I also got married to the 'wife from hell' and not long after that I
Out On A Limb As April turned into May something extraordinary happened. As I was sitting in my office dreaming of the two pike I had outwitted the previous week, I began to feel discomfort in my eyes. I couldn’t work it out. I could barely make out what I had written on the computer
I have written it before and will, no doubt, do so again - the simple things are often the best. Complicated rigs will catch fish, but then so do simple rigs and you cannot get anything more simple than a rod, reel, line and hook, though I suppose you could even do away with the
Moor Flung Dung We returned from our holiday in late August, just in time to get a new reservoir permit, but unfortunately didn't return to our apartment in Pockfulham. Instead we went to a new one in Repulse Bay, our furniture and personal belongings had all been moved for us while we were on holiday.
In his last article, you'll remember condescending carp angler Mark Cunnington gave you the lowdown on all the equipment it takes to change from a matchman to a carpman. This issue we look at the things that can't be bought; actions, mannerisms, what to say and what to do, how to act and behave. All