Spring has sunk into high summer. Days of hot sunshine and sneezes, the air thick with pollen and a rapidly expanding grasshopper orchestra. My time has been stretched. A new issue of Fallon’s Angler has been tied up and released, a sample chapter for a potential project picked at and almost certainly over-scrutinised. A newContinue reading “Garden Party”
Tag Archives: Chris Yates
Wye do we fish?
A week ago I was heading north-west with Chris and Merv, the passenger window down and a familiar tale of footballing woe emanating from St Mary’s via the speakers of the car radio. The day was soft and hazy. The sun warm and the breeze light. We chatted, laughed and spoke excitedly of the fishingContinue reading “Wye do we fish?”
Ten Down
It is over three years since I received a rather intriguing email from a chap called Garrett Fallon. A talented designer, artist and writer, Garrett also loved to fish, and was planning on combining his skills to produce a angling magazine. It would, in part, be a nod to his late father, the journalist andContinue reading “Ten Down”
Coiled Spring
The final day of the fishing season was exactly as it needed to be. Lots of fun, plenty of fish, some decent tea making and excellent cake. It wasn’t particularly warm, but the catkins on the willow beneath which I sat were breaking into colour and gave the day a distinctive spring edge. As IContinue reading “Coiled Spring”
New Year
After a damn good knees up at the winter solstice, the Ancient Celts would return to their homes and hope to last beyond the forthcoming ‘Famine Months’. Spring would have seemed a long way away, and with food and fuel dwindling, late winter would see a dramatic increase of disease and starvation. The first ofContinue reading “New Year”
October
Gosh it’s been dry. Aside from the dew, which frosted last week, we haven’t had significant rainfall for weeks. Then, last night it finally came, and today has remained damp and dank – just as a Monday should be. The rain has probably come a little late for the mushrooms. Normally by now, every jarContinue reading “October”
Summer Crus
Such is the delicious intensity of the final few weeks of the fishing season, the slightly lengthening days countered by the shortening of opportunity, that when it stops, I cannot believe for a second that come June I will be so laid back about my fishing. I’m still inspired, but in a very different way.Continue reading “Summer Crus”
Read all about it!
I’ve just finished going through the proofs for Rivers Run – and it is looking pretty darn good. Rider have made a lovely job of it – the typeset seems to work well and the layout is uncomplicated and contemporary. All being well, I won’t be looking at the text again until I have aContinue reading “Read all about it!”
The Wye
Wow. What a river the Wye is. And what a piece of water flows through the gorge at Symonds Yat. It is as stunning a stretch as I have ever fished. We arrived on Sunday afternoon – Merv driving, Chris and I gabbling about the football match the evening before (Saints won 3-1 at Chelsea.Continue reading “The Wye”
More Tench….
Time has not been my friend so far this season. After Opening Day I have only been able to squeeze one evening’s fishing in – and I had to return to the same lake. It was brighter and warmer and I headed straight for the swim where I caught previously. The weed had thickened andContinue reading “More Tench….”
Kevin Parr 