On Fishing
Man’s life is but vain; For ’tis subject to pain, And sorrow, and short as a bubble; ‘Tis a hodge podge of business And money, and care, And care, and money and trouble. But we’ll take no care When the weather proves fair Nor will we vex now, though it rain; We’ll banish all sorrow [...]
Fish Tales
The Trout Chris Yates explores the finer traits of some of Britain’s coarse fish. Casting a fly on a small chalk stream in the west of England, Chris and expert angler Ronnie Butler consider the mysterious ways of the wild brown trout. listen here
Behind, Beyond & Beneath The Concrete City by Ben Myers
“I find myself increasingly drawn to nature. Maybe it is something to do with the aging process, maybe it’s something to do with living in the city for over a decade but I find myself seeking out the natural world in the most unlikely places. I’ve taken to getting on my bike to seek out [...]
Fish Tales
listen here The Pike Chris Yates explores the finer traits of some of Britain’s coarse fish. The tyrant of the river has traditionally been the subject of much controversy amongst coarse anglers. On the banks of a river in Dorset, Chris and rod maker Edward Barder consider its merits. Edward Barder Rod Company
Angler’s Conservation Association
The ACA has always been proud to have lost only 3 cases in its 60 year history. Sadly, this record is under threat as a court last week ruled in favour of United Utilities in a case we have been fighting on behalf of The Yorkshire Flyfishers Club and Penrith Anglers. For two days in [...]
Submerged Timber & Hidden Snags
Hey Jeff, Don’t know if you got round to reading ‘Another Bloody Love Letter‘ by Anthony Loyd that I threw your way a while ago so I thought I’d send this extract over. It really is an amazing book. I remember Anthony from dark days in Ladbroke Grove in the early nineties. He was one [...]
The Year Of Magical Thinking
That night the first snow falls, although only a dusting, no avalanching off the roof of St. James’, nothing like my birthday a year ago. My birthday a year ago when he gave me the last present he would ever give me. My birthday a year ago when he had twenty-five nights left to live. [...]
Old Mortality.
ja relieved you spratt yourself up highgate hill. the lost village tench ponds, blue plaques floating in the margins, lift bites off discarded murder weapons. a stolen handbag under every bush, olde tench silted from the days of the poisoners. you must’ve won the pools mate and pulled the black-out curtains down; was beginning to [...]
Fish Tales.
Chris Yates and Paul Whitehouse go Carp fishing. Listen here.
Letter From Arcadia
dp, the season is over and thanks to the weir-rash I stayed away from the river. On the last day I was carried by bath-chair up Highgate hill to the smallpox hospital and suspended in a large jar of sprats. I am cured! The air is good up here, we have pitched camp and are [...]
