Today was cold. I mean, really bloody cold. The kind of bitter, piercing winter chill that gets right into your bones and makes you question your own sanity for even looking at a fishing rod.
Today I would be fishing a new stretch of river, a stretch I’d only see in some online videos, but this time it was finally mine to explore. My new season ticket promised a...
There are two things you should know about my ‘early morning power hour’ on the river: This particular early morning adventure, a quick burst of angling before the shops opened, was meant to be...
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