Dexter Petley
20 October 2009 // Arcadia // Books
Dexter Petley has been a part of Caught by the River from day one.
As dp, in Arcadia, the correspondence between him and John Andrews (ja) has intrigued, baffled and entertained us and our readers on a weekly basis, earning Dexter (and the ‘Letters From Arcadia’ series) a true cult following. It has also played a [...]
Letter From Arcadia
Last of the Few
ja
has a pike got your tongue? the geese came by the other night, high as the stars, bringing news of the first frosts, and maybe the first cast of arcadia’s pike bung. just a whisper from the trebles in a north east blaster. nothing with your name on. [...]
Abu
12 October 2009 // Arcadia // On Water
Jeff,
(in response to the previous post)
They really take me back to when I first started fishing. I remember looking through Tight Lines….it was like porn: full of the unobtainable. ABU gear seemed so exotic….especially those reels with the metallic spool covers.
I like the old boy and the smoker….that’s very Swedish. Call me shallow though…the blond [...]
Abu in Arcadia
ladies and gentlemen
1972 is dead. long live 1973! and 1974 and ‘75. the new landscape format for the Abu Catalogue was launched on a sea of mushroom tea and Scandinavian satrorialism:
as lennart borgstorm said, ‘because we love to fish‘.
john
andrews of arcadia
vintage fishing tackle from svangsta
spitalfields antiques market
commercial street
london E1
thursdays
07.30hrs – 15.30hrs
Esox in Arcadia
ladies and gentlemen
www.andrewsofarcadia.com- vintage fishing tackle for the soul will have been out there in space for exactly one calendar year tomorrow and to celebrate this auspicious occasion there will be a special two week listing on the site. the first week will also mark the maiden cast in anger for this season’s pike [...]
Letter From Arcadia
ja
your postcard of a back-end tour, a down your way on the pubs and boot sales of old norfolk was a matchbox pickwick papers. my reply should reach out to sterne and the sentimental journey, but france today has fallen into the bad company of carp thieves. my own horseless carriage guzzled the [...]
Postcard From Arcadia
Dun For
dp
whilst you were home on the pits again we took the metal road north to the norfolk coast to walk among flooded saltwater creeks and along the disappearing shores of forgotten beaches. the sea defences abandoned at cley next the sea and salthouse, turning the dun cow public house into the real last [...]
Letter From Arcadia
Carp of Darkness
ja
you look mighty in your mead-hall, viking waders bloodstained as you quell the wreckers with that song of babylon; you look high & mighty in your barrow boy’s cap, blue-striped sky like a long boat sail, or the very trousers of obelix himself as you set arcadia down in stone, playing barbour-shop napoleon [...]
Letters From Arcadia
The Wet Woods Of Home
DP
Whilst you were caught in the teeth of a French car farce-10 the wind
turned to the west over England and brought us much needed rain,
filling every ditch from Dagenham Breach to Dagsville with life. The
tench have stayed elusive at Frensham but the golden rudd have
appeared some of them [...]
Letter From Arcadia
Joy Ride in a Bait Can
ja
those were terrible days you speak of, your floats marooned in the glare of a desert sun over stockbridge. in normandie the air was like the insides of a dog van, the heat a manacle you dragged round day and night. it sat like a swarm, it blinded [...]
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