Monthly Archives: October 2012

  • Tuesday 30th October 2012

    Now the catalogue is out of the way I'm taking more advantage of chances of sport. I tried a surface plug among the rocks one afternoon; no bass but there were bunches of wigeon buzzing about, even landing on the beach. I guess they were Russian tourists - I should get out one morning and give them a real welcome. On Saturday, with the river levels falling, the three musketeers headed east for grayling. We each caught a two-pounder - well, my two-pounder was probably closer to a pound and a half, but you know what I mean - plus a few smaller fish. A very nice reminder of how good the border rivers can be.
    Yesterday was my only Bardsey trip of the year. The long trip out was quite bumpy but the big swell gradually settled down and we caught plenty of bass on artificials.

  • Thursday 18th October 2012

    October is usually a busy month for the hunter-gatherer. Not so this year - the lousy weather combined with the local trauma of the missing child have combined to keep us away from the river and the woods. We tried an odd excursion to the lakes but it wasn't much fun in the cold and mist, and the few fish we caught were plump with eggs. Yesterday saw the end of the season, both for salmon and the lakes, so now it's the gun and the grayling rod. Oh - and maybe a bit of sea fishing.
    Tonight has seen some frantic plucking going on. The Reverend Dick arrived with some beautiful Welsummers - three pullets and a cockerel - so my fine young mongrel cockerels had to go. Slim youths, the heaviest was just short of five pounds, but they looked pretty good once their feathers were off - they'll make three excellent dinners.
    Tomorrow sees the delayed start to the season at Llynlloedd - there are lots of birds and the forecast is good - so we're hoping for a great day. As soon as we finish I'll be off to Llandrindod Wells for the annual Grayling society bash; flogging books on Saturday and grayling fishing on the Wye on Sunday, with intervals of feasting and the odd glass or two.

  • Thursday 4th October 2012

    The tragedy of a missing child supercedes any thought of visiting the river for any purpose as frivolous as fishing. The search is being carried out by the professional agencies and volunteers are not wanted at present. So that leaves me to continue preparing for the launch of The Forgotten Flies Of Roger Woolley at the Burton-on-Trent Fly Fair on Sunday.

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