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Category Archives: Trouty things
A Labour of Love
An Angler’s Etymology by the Irishman J.R. Harris, is one of the classic books for a fly fisherman; “Classic” in this context, as in others, means “I’ve never read it”. It concentrates on Ephemeroptera, which are the prettiest trout food, … Continue reading Continue reading
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They laughed
When I posted a photograph of trout fishing on the Cam here. So I would just like to say that I took a fourteen-year-old cousin there last night, a child on whom my chest waders came up to the armpits: … Continue reading Continue reading
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Doctor my eyes
This year I can once more thread thin nylon leader through the eyes of flies. This is very odd, because my eyes have got slightly worse since last year, when the only way I could manage this was to brace … Continue reading Continue reading
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Everything turns away
About suffering they were never wrong, the Old Masters. Yesterday, walking down to the river on a delicious afternoon with FWB, we met Betty , a friend of both my mother and my mother-in-law, who had both known her separately … Continue reading Continue reading
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I can’t stand it
The sun is bright and my book is dull. It’s much too bright for fish, in fact, but I don’t care. If you want me for the rest of the afternoon, I won’t be hard to find. Just walk down … Continue reading Continue reading
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German Railways
It is humiliating, but not surprising, that the the German Railways site offers a better guide to British trains than the British one does. This morning I discovered another chic trick there. You can get personalised PDF timetables for the … Continue reading Continue reading
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The year’s midnight
Today I removed five rods, two landing nets, a wading staff, two pairs of waders, and a bag of clothes, reels and fly boxes from the car to make room for a Christmas tree. Could anything be more dispiriting and … Continue reading Continue reading
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wide-eyed provincial
To London for the weekend. Best to treat these things as holidays to a foreign country, especially when you factor in the cost of restaurant meals. I could have flown to Rome and back for less than the cost of … Continue reading Continue reading
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And if I can’t catch masses of grayling
I’m sure I’ll find evidence that the Norwegians have a program to produce them. Continue reading
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sin
This is the best time of year of xenobiologists, if they just knew it. The stuff that festers in my sinuses during the hay fever season could set a man up for life in their profession. So on Saturday, a … Continue reading Continue reading
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