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 →
Dare you enter the Devil’s Arse? Hmmm, hardly the kind of poster you normally expect to see in a gift shop window unless of course you’re in the Peak District village of Continue Reading →
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 Continue Reading →