2011 – Late February Blog
Roaching At Ranskill Nigel and Lynda Hawke have been friends for the past 20 years or so. They own Lakeside Fisheries at Ranskill, just south of Bawtry although I first set Continue Reading →
Roaching At Ranskill Nigel and Lynda Hawke have been friends for the past 20 years or so. They own Lakeside Fisheries at Ranskill, just south of Bawtry although I first set Continue Reading →
Looks like Yorkshire river anglers can look forward to some excellent chub fishing on the Swale in a year or two as there appears to be loads of 2-3lb chub around Continue Reading →
Well, That’s January done and dusted. I’d better re-name this blog Early February! Weather’s picking up though and the fish are biting again. How good is that? And how are Continue Reading →
As we finally emerge from the iron grip of the recent arctic blast perhaps it’s time to take stock of how our fish have been faring. I’ve heard reports of one Continue Reading →
Well, let me open by wishing all you reprobates a sincere and happy new year. I’ll be doing my best in the coming months to keep up the hard work Continue Reading →
Well there’s no mistaking it’s the pantomime season, is there? (Oh, yes there is…) But enough of Mr B for now! Welcome to the ice age folks. With a bit Continue Reading →
Bloody Hell! Where did the snow go? One minute we’ve a foot of the stuff and the side roads are sheeted in ice, the next it simply all vanished. Of Continue Reading →
Hi Everyone. I guess I’d better wish you all a merry Christmas just in case I don’t get around to doing another blog before Santa brings you one of my Continue Reading →
I dropped in on the River Don today at Sprotborough, just with a lure rod plus a bunch of rubber lures and spinner baits. The river above the weir is controlled Continue Reading →
As we roll headlong into December the fishing isn’t getting any easier but nagging away at the back of my consciousness is the certain knowledge that it’ll get a lot Continue Reading →
With the Trent still high and carrying colour there was only one place to be and one species to target. Barbel. Unfortunately the river dropped a full four feet in Continue Reading →
Autumn is the season of mists and mellow fruitfulness, according to Keats. And this year has been quite special, hasn’t it? Driving through the leafy lanes of Norfolk last week was Continue Reading →
I intended this to be a short blog but unfortunately I got a bit carried away. Nothing unusual there I suppose. You don’t mind, do you? Perhaps I’ll hold back Continue Reading →
“How many times a week do you think I email the Prime Minister?” Few in the room doubted he was actually telling the truth. Lee Swords talk to the Barbel Society’s Yorkshire Continue Reading →
Ice on the car windscreens this morning doesn’t bode well for my trip to the Severn in a day or two. Guess we’d better get used to the fact that Continue Reading →