CARP ON FRY
Plop. Greedy eyes swivelled towards the commotion. As they focussed, I swear she licked her fat rubber lips at the fry pattern hovering 1.5m away.Â
Plop. Greedy eyes swivelled towards the commotion. As they focussed, I swear she licked her fat rubber lips at the fry pattern hovering 1.5m away.Â
Fly fishing for ocean triggerfish: Forget the gaudy colours of its Indian Ocean brethren, the ocean triggerfish is the Anna Wintour of the entire goofy,
Mullet are suckers for a floating sand flea imitation. This is especially true along beaches where masses of sand fleas are writhing under every frond
Fly fishing for guitarfish: Tails slapped and splashed ahead. Â Excitedly, we crunched our way forward through shells and the West Coast mist that enveloped everything
I have never had a rod eye break, but last weekend I had not one, but two fail. Â The first, not surprisingly, was on my
A shadow cruised just under the turquoise surface. Â Could it be? The shape suggested a small Mangar. Â It accelerated towards the small white zonker that
Trout catch reports in August are always low for the big UK reservoirs. In the cooler depths, even with a DI8, they are hard to
Gold flashed and I ducked behind the shrubbery. In the pale morning light, a spectacle emerged. A thick black cloud of fry penned in by
Sploosh. Another huge rat jumped off the shore into the river. Â Their swimming prowess underwater is unreal. The speed, agility and comfort in water
A golden olive back porpoised in the wind rippled surface. Then another, and another. The surface was alive with barbel tucking into dinner. We had