Sunday, 29 December 2013

Other matters

Value the people who love, respect and trust you the most, and forget about the negative and toxic people who don’t deserve you.  Robert Tew

I'm sorry to say my family has been hit again by the dreaded cancer, my sister in law, the partner of my youngest brother Peter has 2nd degree cancer of the stomach lining. This follows an operation some months ago to remove all her "lady bits". 
They thought they had got it all..... but it's back!
I shall be back in Essex for a few days in the New Year, to see if and how I can assist.

The Lost Diary
Before I start I should say that I have every respect of Chris Yates and his writing.
His last books How to fish and Nightwalk actually made me think about reading more of his work..
I've picked up a couple more lately, Falling in again, River Dairies and The Deepening Pool.
I decided not to start reading River Diaries until I had read The Lost Diary,which I ordered back in April. Perhaps I should have got hold of Four Seasons and read that first? 
Because my view of this latest offering, from start to finish was....... I could do that!
I expected far more, instead all I read was a lightweight lift direct from a diary without embellishments.
So as soon as I made room for it on my bookshelf, I picked up River Dairies for a comparison.
I'm still reading it, but straight away it seemed a better read, there is substance in the writing which I can only put down to Mr Yates actually putting more life into his bank side jottings, rather than what I perceive to be, a straight lift from his lost diary. So there you go Monty, I agree with your view.
A personal view of course, which may upset a few of Mr Yates avid followers, but that's how I see his latest offering I'm afraid, just a bit of an half hearted effort!
It would be interesting, before I splash out, to hear how readers compare the style of writing of Four Seasons to River Dairies.

Down under
Stingray on, my second brother Ted beach fishing off Exmouth W.A, decides that a cut off is the better part of valour!!

Have a happy, healthy 2014.

Saturday, 21 December 2013

Tidying up

Remembering an old friend

Tidying up my study isn't a chore I carry out often, if at all!
Having finished Chris Yates latest book The Lost Diary I started shuffling the bookshelf around to loosen the squeeze that was occurring, and found this newspaper cutting from December 2005 tucked in an old journal of my fishing experiences. I've reworked it as it's a full page and the layout wasn't condusive to the scanner reproduction.

Sadly John died on the 23rd March 2007, he had suffered the dreaded cancer for about nine years, so our too few trips were reliant on his health on the day.
 I have missed our trips out to the Witham, Idle and Trent, I learnt a great deal from him

14   December, 2005      The Angling Star (copyright)

Isn't it time some specimen hunters learned manners, asks  JOHN LEDGER

Ambushed by the brainless
barbel bashers

          NO NOT US:This is my good pal Fred Bonney with his "consolation" 9lb barbel on a foamy Trent 
I DECIDED to fish the Upper Witham the other week but on arrival found the river low with minimal flow, making good fishing out of the ques­tion on this little river. So in haste I headed back towards the Trent. The upper Trent was just a little bit far away so I dropped in at the middle section of the river just outside Newark with every intention of fishing for roach.
As usual I was first on the bank and set up in a nice-looking glide. First trot down produced a small roach and over the next 30 minutes or so a steady stream of roach came, with two or three around the 12oz mark. I was just about thinking to myself "this could be one of those days" when alas, it was all about to go horribly wrong. About an hour after starting a car pulled up below me and two anglers got out and; bearing in mind there was about half of mile of river to go at, I thought to myself they will not bother me ... wrong again.
One angler got out of the car and started to hammer a bank stick into the bank for his rod rest about 10 metres below me, while his mate parked himself in the swim above. The fellow below started to bait drop a load of bait upstream and proceeded to cast slightly upstream with his heavy feeder, at which point I asked if he wanted to fish in my swim because he had knocked it dead. The fellow came up and asked me what the prob­lem was and said he had no problem with my stick float passing through his swim, which just beggared belief.
Asking him why he was fishing vir­tually in my swim, he replied"Because that's where the barbel are", to which I replied "Yes, and that's where the roach were until you came!" 
He then went on to tell me he was a member of the Barbel Society, which went down like a lead balloon because two weeks before this outing the same thing happened on the Dove when two members of the same Society took root in my swim after arriving five hours after me!
On both occasions I packed in fishing and moved, which leaves me wondering just what sort of angler is joining the Barbel Society and why they are so keen to lay the law down on handling fish, yet have anglers who have no manners on the bank side. They seem to have tunnel vision regarding barbel and no respect for their fellow anglers' different style of fishing. To them the only fish worth catching is the barbel; well, how sad is that!
My good pal Tom Riordan, who is a specialist angler from Derby, emailed telling virtually the same story with another group from the Barbel Society descending on the Derby Rail section of the River Dove without books, stating they belonged to the Barbel Society and could fish virtu­ally anywhere. 
Needless to say Tom moved them on rather rapidly.
Let's cut to the chase. I know some very fine anglers who belong to the Society, but after saying that it seems to have its fair share of idiots who think and believe they are a law unto themselves. I have spoken to Paul Owens of the Barbel Society, who sounds like a pretty decent sort fellow to me, but certainly something wants doing regarding respecting other anglers and other species of fish they fish for.

 I can honestly see the time coming when night fishing is banned due to the behaviour of some of the morons on our banks. You don’t go letting fireworks off in the middle of the night at Collingham if you want to carry on fishing and you don’t go leaving luncheon meat cans for cattle to walk on to. Caster bags and hempseed tins are not left by floodwater as some anglers suggest and it’s time to get our house in order…and fast. The past few years have seen hordes of them descending like the SAS, but are all camouflage and no brain.
In Tom’s email he also made a very valid point regarding internet websites for anglers, saying that although they can be helpful they can also cause problems - certain anglers handing out too much information on loca­tions, resulting in too many anglers descending on certain locations, for example. Tom is a man who can think for himself and is willing to do his own spadework on finding both location and swim. It's all too easy for some to be told the exact location, peg number etc. I have started to notice the number of young anglers who want instant success, usually with carp on the commercials, and who shun the rivers
Give me 10lb of river roach over l00lb of commercial carp any day.

Speaking of the Barbel Society, one fine member is my pal Fred Bonney, a Londoner who now lives at Market Rasen. Fred fancied a bit of roach fishing, so where better to take him than the Idle.
Fred is a big-fish man and he fished quite a lot on the Upper Ouse and has a string of big chub to his name including one of 6lb14oz. But he told me he would like to try the stick float, a method he had not fished for years. I set a few rigs up overnight for Fred and it was not long before he was catching roach like a good'un ... and I do know he wants to go back to this wonderful little river.

IDLE TREATFred  Bonney enjoying a successful session after the roach on the idyllic River  Idle
The next outing was to a stretch Fred fishes on the middle Trent near Newark and, although the river level and temp was OK, there was too much foam on the surface for the float. So we settled down for some barbel fishing, resulting in a fine fish of over 9lb for Fred, while I managed a chub of around 3lb but no barbel. I would like to go back to this section and  for the roach in the not too distant future.
A telephone call from my old mate Mike Townsend, who has been setting the angling world alight with his recent catches of huge roach, bream, tench, barbel and crucians (yes, I'm getting jealous) was the trigger for a spot of chub fishing, Swale style. One fish Mike has not had is a big chub, so it was a pleasure for me to be there when he caught his personal best - a fish of 4lb 8oz, which is not big by Swale standards but it's a start as Mike has not fished for chub as much as me. We had eight fish in all but lost a few. I lost six and Mike five, with mine coming to the stick float, Mike's coming to the feeder.
• Once again at the time of writing the news has come through that our old mate Traveller, the barbel, has been caught again for the second time in a week at the syndicate water Adams Mill. Apparently members are arriving so early they are drawing lots for the favoured swim - what a sad indictment on our sport that is. Rumour has it the fish is so tame it's started to talk and wants to do a pantomime season in Blackpool.
I have said it once and will say it again: this fish wants removing and placing into a large river like the SevernTrent or Thames for a bit of peace and quietIf this cannot be done then let the fish come and stay with me for a couple of weeks as I will ask the wife to live with her sister for a whileOne can only hope that angling papers pull the plug on thcatching of Traveller because in my humblopinion (and I know it’s shared bmany)these so-called anglers looking for 15 minutes of glory do not deserve our respect.

I'll probably have to shuffle the bookshelf again now 
The Fool and His Eel by Mark Walsingham, turned up in today's post. It's a hefty tome! 
Thanks Coch-y-Bondddu for the great usual.


Friday, 20 December 2013

Not long to go

Afternoon trip Thursday

Had another couple of hours down the Trent.
Rising slowly throughout my stay, loads of debris of the willow branch kind washing down stream.
There were some heavy squalls last night, so no doubt the trees took a pounding and cracked!!
A few disturbances didn't help with my concentration and the hopes of catching, so I left at about 3:30 fishless....again.
the kingfisher tree downstream

The swim I was in is very close to where the kingfishers nest and they were up and down all afternoon into the tree just down from where I set myself up.
In my tree, a host of longtail tits paid regular visits, and the biggest flock of rooks I've ever seen,were over what looked like Bleasby village on the opposite bank.

Christopher present for me!

Chris Yates new book The Lost Diary arrived on Tuesday, I've not started on it yet, but I'm quite looking forward to setting aside a few hours over the next day or so to immerse myself into his world...if only for another brief glimpse.

At the Barbel Society Research and Conservation auction I purchased a Chris Turnbull print, this turned up yesterday whilst I was out, and has now been framed and is in pride of place on my "study" wall.

The three rods I acquired at the same time will probably appear in the New Year, unless I'm lucky. 
So, for my trotting, to replace my old Shimano Hyperloop, I now have a "used once" Drennan Classic IM9 13′ 
To replace perhaps two or three of my existing"barbel"rods I will renew my acquaintance with the Fox Kevlar barbel Multi tip rod 1.25/1.75, and a surprise rod, as the second of the kevlar's to make a tackle tart pair,was listed incorrectly, and is replaced with a brand new Fox FX twin tip. This rod will get further consideration when I see how it compares to those I have already, or receive.


We've just decanted and tasted our attempt at home-made plum vodka........corr!!!!
Vodka soaked plum crumble tomorrow.

Happy Christmas and a happy healthy and fish full 2014 to all my readers.

Wednesday, 18 December 2013

Did you guess who it was?

 The R&C Auction
Follow on from my blog on the 14th December. I'll repeat the relevant part as written by me

Then and again, I may just take a hefty profit on the 3 rods won at auction, just to keep the anonymous looser happy.I found this on my last blog comments this morning. 

Anonymous has left a new comment on your post "Chuffed": 

I will look out for all the rods you bought in the Auction on Ebay. As everyone is saying - you are a greedy selfish bastard.

Yes, I still get the snide comments, always anonymous though, from some poor weak minded soul who didn't bid enough.
I was very tempted to buy a Twyford AC ticket that went cheap too!

I'm sorry to say what I have said about this individual all along, is that he is a taker, and he is still trying to fleece the Barbel Society.
He's now saying,  a bit cowardly,  on Fishing Magic forum, where I can't respond, that I changed my Blog. 
The auction wasn't even mentioned on my Chuffed entry (11th December, the anniversary of my Mum's death) so he's obviously trying to get himself out of being shown up for what he is!
I tell you my readers, you wouldn't believe it if I told you all he has got up to
Thanks to Steve Pope for bringing this to my attention.
I fiddled my way onto FM to respond, and boy did he squirm before the whole lot was deleted!

So, the "everybody" who said I was a greedy bastard was in fact just him.
I didn't know this, but he obviously wanted them cheap and got somebody else to bid, as he's not a member. 
So what happens in an auction? 
You can get outbid!
No doubt he had an eBay deal lined up, because I hadn't even thought of it until his Anonymous message.

Bigging the Drennan up on BFW, priming the sell on maybe?

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Get the Drennan IM9 13ft Classic.

It won't disappoint.


I'll say no more,but anybody who read my original blog will know that the man is what I have always stated, a liar!

Saturday, 14 December 2013

Hours in the day!

The start

Thursday, the day started like I could expect a bit of stress, it was foggy at 6:30am, enough to make me think about giving up my 3 hour drive down to Woodford Green for my overnighter with Ivan, and for the arranged Christmas gathering of The International Drinking Society.
I knew I couldn't back out of it,and I didn't want to, so I had myself some egg& bacon and set off just after 7am.
It read -.5c on the car thermometer, but the windows weren't frosted.
As I got down to the flatlands, the temperature dropped to -3c and there was a heavy frost covering as well as fog.
Anyway onwards and upwards, well downwards I started to feel the doom prophecies building up in my mind, I'm going to be late, it's going to take me hours, the traffic will be crap!!
As it turned out all roads were relatively clear,apart from the usual build up where the A14 meets the M11 and it took a little over 3 hours to get to my B&B, from there it just got better.
We all met at the White Hart in a back street opposite Waterloo Station and only Dave from Petersfield and John from Redhill were a little late.
White Hart, Waterloo
We started with Sharps Doom Bar after deciding that the other ales on offer would not assist us in making the session last. At 4.0% whilst no being a session beer, it was the lowest available!
I daren't tell Mick in my local that Lundun pints are £3.80 and upwards.
We were advised that as there was a Christmas party for 30 odd office workers about to start, there were already some funny hats around, and that food wouldn't be available until 2.30.
We decided to stay and suffer the beers available and not go curry hunting.
I have to say we managed the long wait to order food, but some of us were on our sixth pint, and needed to take on ballast.
Job done we filled ourselves with bangers and mash and cod and chips. Very good they were too.
We abandoned the pub at around 6pm, after a top up of  few bottles of red and a glass of port and headed off towards Waterloo and our various journeys home.
Ivan and I back to Woodford Green for a night cap, or was it two?
At 7am next morning, just as the cricket was stopping for tea, we were in the local cafe, having the "works". I got home just after 11am.
Weather permitting the next function will be at my local to celebrate my 65th in March. I'm lining up B&B in the pub for those that make the journey up.


Talking of my birthday,I just got confirmation of my state pension payable in arrears from next April.
550 notes every four weeks, can't be bad...more holidays!

Lamb chops

The evening came around quickly, and an unusual knock on the door, unusual in that we don't usually get knocks on the door in darkness. Anyway it stirred me from my nods, it was the lady with our lamb order.
She told me the Tup was already in the field when I said put us down for one next year.
We now have some really good meat to look forward to over the coming months

More celebrations

Today we had an enjoyable 60th wedding anniversary lunch celebration for our former next door neighbours, Ray and June.
Tomorrow we shall be celebrating the 80th birthday of Bob, one of the old boys I fished with when we had a pub club

Fishing rods and a sore looser

When I first got lured into barbel fishing one of the first especially labelled barbel fishing rods I bought was Fox kevlar barbel multi tip, I had it for a few years but then got an offer of two Nash barbel specials as a swop for a Shimano10000, so I sold it, from memory via BFW.

 Fox Kevlar barbel Multi tip rods 1.25/1.75 

It was a good rod and after a while I very much regretted selling it as it was a very versatile piece of kit
I have just bid and won two in the R&C auction at good prices. So will no doubt be offloading, one Nash, and one Fox barbel special, and a Fox 2.75 flood rod. I've also got myself a nice used Drennan IM9 float rod in the auction which should come in handy for my rediscovered trotting experiences.

Then and again, I may just take a hefty profit on the 3 rods won at auction just to keep the anonymous looser happy. 
I found this on my last blog comments this morning. 

 Anonymous has left a new comment on your post "Chuffed": 

I will look out for all the rods you bought in the Auction on Ebay. As everyone is saying - you are a greedy selfish bastard.

Yes, I still get the snide comments, always anonymous though, from some poor weak minded soul who didn't bid enough. I was very tempted to buy a Twyford AC ticket that went cheap too!

By the way the auction is still running, if anybody wants me to  bid on anything, many lots are still available at bargain prices .

Wednesday, 11 December 2013



  Kathleen Ella Boney 
10 January 1923 - 11 December 2011A Single Rose


I'm really chuffed about what these people are doing for a cancer cure and research into the disease, something that affects us all at some time.

"So the goal is to turn cancer into a chronic disease which can be managed. Older drugs couldn't do that. They could reduce the size of the tumour but, over time, it would grow again and people would die."

Layman's language Nottingham Press


I just checked through my writings and it confirmed I haven't been on the Trent this season!
So, yesterday was my first trip, I popped down the Lady Pitt Farm for about 3 hours, well 5 if you include the journey time.
Not a soul in site, so I had the choice of the Scunthorpe Pisces stretch, I had decided in my mind that chub would be the order of the day so loaded up with stilton, bread for flake and liquidised and some pastes.
There appears to have been some considerable bank erosion since my last visit, so undercut banks was a concern, getting down to some was almost impossible, in fact some areas are roped off from access
I chose a swim that I wouldn't have chosen if there had been rain, or if it was likely, quite difficult to get down to and out of if fully loaded, but I was carrying light, with one rod and a few bits for light ledgering.
It still was a bit of hard work, but relatively comfortable for landing any fish hooked.
As it turned out I didn't get a touch, but was happy to be there and watch the world go by. Rabbits and a gathering of grey partridge on the island opposite. Cormorants still appear to be on Hazelford Weir as they were flying up above almost all afternoon.
I was going down again today but decided, with the local fog, that I'll leave my trip until next week, perhaps a couple of visits to Lady Pitt with some zander/pike gear down the bottom end, and the upper Witham for roach and chub.
I may even remember to take my camera, it was still on my desk when I got home.
The urge is returning.

Tomorrow, back down to London for an overnighter and The International Drinking Society Christmas meeting. I've picked a pub near Waterloo station to assist some of the older commuting members from Petersfield, Dartford and Reigate!
Back for a 60th wedding anniversary celebration on Saturday lunchtime on the Lincolnshire flatlands.

Sunday, 8 December 2013



I've not updated for quite a while on my investments in AiM, mainly because they are currently showing a paper loss of somewhere about 40%.
They all still show promise, but one in particular is very close to doing the job.
I've tended to invest in small biotech companies and the odd oil exploration company, so I knew along it would be long term, bottom drawer investing .

This is the one that is showing good hope and one that should be of particular interest to us outdoor types.

Sunday's Press    UPDATE 9/12

Not an investment recommendation by the way, you should always carry out your own investigations of companies before putting in your funds and be prepared to make possibly long term paper losses.

Mint sauce and looking WSW!

I've just been advised my lamb from the field next door will be delivered at the end of this week, just the Mum's left in the field now!

Especially for the Anonymous one!

Thursday, 5 December 2013

An old article of mine: From Barbel Fisher 28 Winter 2009

An invitation from Martin James:

      Thank you Kate.                    know that some of it can be
         To cut a long story short        found in his autobiography
         we fished the evening session  "Up against it"(Crowood 1994) 
         in continuous rain and on       Martin is not an early
        a different stretch which,         

Tuesday, 3 December 2013

The Avon Roach Project and the Barbel Society


Match winner Kevin Dyer receives the well earned trophy from Trevor.

Saturday 5th October saw the running of the fifth annual Avon Fundraiser Event held jointly by The Avon Roach Project and the Barbel Society Research and Conservation department, between whom all the proceeds are split to help fund the ongoing needs and running costs of the Roach Project and much needed partnership run Avon based habitat restoration and enhancement projects; many of these in partnership with our great mates at the EA.
The day consisted of a friendly fishing match followed by a three course meal at a local country hotel. This was then followed by an auction of some sixty fabulous lots, from exclusive guided and guest fishing days, signed books and DVD’s, rods, reels, pictures and
an exclusive centrepin made and engraved especially for this event. There was also a special section of lots donated by avid Roach Project supporter and good friend Chris Yates which included signed books, a reel and a special float once owned and used by the legendary Bernard Venables.

The fishing match is won with the best specimen of any species caught on the day, and this year that fish was a 14lb 1oz barbel taken from a classic swim on a meatball by regular supporter Kevin Dyer.
Perhaps even more satisfying was the appearance of small roach on the catch return sheet for the first time in the five year history of the event.

The day was attended by seventy three people and raised a staggering six thousand pounds.
Trevor Harrop ‘Avon Roach Project’ said:-
The generosity shown at our annual fundraiser is almost beyond words; and while we are regularly reminded that we have countrywide support for our project, we are almost moved to tears at the open-handedness, kindness, support, and as importantly, belief we are shown at these events.
We have to pinch ourselves sometimes, when we remember that it all started with a tank and a couple of nutcases with a bonkers idea of reinstating roach into the Avon, then to be standing in front of a hall full of people, all showing such boundless support, with some having caught roach from the river for the first time in decades. 

So, maybe, just maybe, we are actually making a difference.

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