Tales Of The Riverbank – Part 7

  Tales Of The Riverbank – Part Seven   Adapting, Adopting And Improving   I wouldn’t have missed my years in club match angling for the world because this was my training ground, my apprenticeship if you like. I was a bit keen mind…   I still have my diaries from the time and they [...]

Tales Of The Riverbank – Part 6

Those Were The Days I’m guessing that I fished my first club match when I was 12, maybe thirteen. Toll Bar Angling Club was typical of hundreds of similar clubs in the north of England. Members tended to come from a fairly small geographical area, were fiercely loyal and funded fishing trips by coach to [...]

Tales Of The Riverbank – Part 5

Bob’s saga continues…   Wetting The Baby’s Head Despite our fun and games on the carp lake, the desire to ‘guest’ on waters didn’t completely desert the Jonah and me and another trip remains memorable for very different reasons. Moreover it was a guest session like no other. You see, we were both attending a [...]

Tales Of The Riverbank – Part 4

Tales from the days when our Bob was a naughty boy…!

Tales Of The Riverbank – Part 3

Toll Bar Tincas   There’s an area north of Doncaster called Thorpe Marsh. Cornelius Vermuyden’s creation of the Dutch River and his diversion of the Idle so it discharged into the Trent rather than the Don drained many thousands of acres. His work wasn’t entirely successful and at some point in later history the banks [...]

Tales Of The Riverbank – Part 2

Bob Continues his tales from a very different era… A Dream Rod A pedantic reader might insist my first rod was the one I first fished with. In that case it was a split cane fly rod that had belonged to Ray’s dad. The first rod I actually caught a fish on belonged to Keith [...]

Tales From The Riverbank – Introduction

There’s something delightfully indulgent about writing a book in which you are the central character, the glue that holds it all together. It would have been easier not to bother, after all, who on earth would want to read it? And then I got to thinking. I’d like to read it. And if I’d like [...]

Tales Of The Riverbank – Part 1

Chapter One Humble Beginnings Caught In The Net I can hardly remember a time in my life when fish weren’t important to me in some way. Perhaps it’s in the genes, after all, my father fished the high seas as a trawlerman but I never fished with him. He died when I was seven by [...]

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