Category: 2019

First Contact

I finally get out on my first river outing of the 2019 season and the first fish is netted. Things weren’t quite as I planned but it was still a success.

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Your Voice is the Souch o the Wind Throu Birks

” your voice is the breath of the wind through birches “, the opening line of the Poem Lanarkshire by Matthew Fitt. It seems oddly fitting for the conditions encountered at Newmill Trout Fishery yesterday by myself and arriving short while after me, Radek.

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Up the River ( Carron) Down the Burn ( House)

The walk took me about 2 miles or so until I could go no further on the north bank. Had I been in waders I dare say I could have crossed over the river in places and made my way further still, but that is something that can wait for lower water and actual fishing. On this occasion, I saw enough. I did also “observe” that out of season or not it appears there are those who don’t respect the closed season.

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