2020

So, I really don’t know what I’m doing here. A new decade, an old dog. New tricks.

Have managed to gain an old glass rod and a Mitchell 300 reel.

I haven’t coarse fished, apart from with a seven year old in tow since I was a teenager. I’m plagued with doubts when I put the float on, doubts when I cast and doubts when I sit watching the orange tip of the handmade wooden float bob under a dark January sky.

But, as the weak sun slips behind the trees and the night slinks into the corners around me the float slips under the onyx surface and I’m a kid again. Doubts for a second vanquished.

The enforced calm that comes from focussing on a float takes me by surprise. I thought fly fishing gave a zen like appreciation of the environment around me but this, this sitting still with the float shifting in and out of focus with each breath, with the imagined dips and bobs; this is something else.

One tiny perch is all it took.

I’ll be back.

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  1. February 16, 2020
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    Lovely – I hear about more guys going back (or taking up) coarse fishing all the time.

  2. Robert Engleheart
    February 28, 2020
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    I’m pleased to see you’re still at it, I’ve not checked in for several years. Your photography is very nice. More than a while back we had a discussion about my connection to Little Clarendon and you wrote a nice piece titled something like
    “A River Really Does Run Through It”.
    Are you able to send it to me, I’ve lost my copy when my old computer went down. Also would like to talk about gaining access to fish the Nadder in the future, not soon but maybe 2021. I see there is a local angling guide, Famous Fishing? Thinking about using them to get on some beats on nearby rivers as well.
    Are you no longer with the Trust? Good luck in new endeavors,
    Best regards,

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