Father’s Day is here again and this year we did it in some style! My son was fortunate enough to get a clay pigeon shooting experience as a present at Christmas from his girlfriend and I was surprised but chuffed when he asked me to go along with him. I assumed he would take a mate.
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Wasn’t there a song called, or with the line “when two become one”. If fished the heats of the Scottish Clubs last night and for me, three became two.
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Carron Valley is a very big water and at times feels like seeking a needle in a haystack looking for those Rainbows. Or should we be seeking the Wild Brown Trout that also inhabit the water, and are arguably a bit easier to find? And I guess this is the quandary that faces most anglers tackling CV, do you set out to get Rainbows (generally speaking bigger fish) or target the Browns which are on average smaller than their pellet fed relatives.
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An extraordinary session at Orchill. it has everything, including Triumph, disaster. A real fisherman’s tale!
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” 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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