Im not a huge fan of trawling when it comes to fresh water stuff but we do it off and on, there is a shallow part of the lake we drift and cast from, I remember when I was younger, I knocked the old mans fly rod off the side of the boat, I turned to dad to say sorry, before I got the word 'Im' out of my mouth, I was going in hands first after it,
Turns out dad really liked the rod...![]()




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, priceless... I reckon my old man probably woulda done the same... I didnlt have to go fishin much back in the UK as the oor Willy from across the road used to bring me fresh trout just about every week, feck I miss that old bastard, he was a funny old git.
I didn't think!!! I experimented!!!
... My Ma used to let me fish the odd night tide with some of the bigger boys from the street and I got hooked, for want of a better expression, so my my folks bought me a multi rod for beach, wall and boat with a brilliant reel for my 12th birthday (I only missed the odd day of school, as I had to go to school, part of the deal). Second or third day out fishing off a pier down at the old pump docks with a mate and I was busting for a pee, so nipped to the end of the pier, about 20 feet from my rod, but far enough away to watch the rig bobble a couple of times and then vanish over the pier. Christ knows what was on the end of it, I was gutted... so we headed back to my mates place, about an hours trip by bicycle, borrow a load of rope and a grapplin hook and went fishin for my gear. The river we were fishing was the Mersey. Suffice to say I never saw my rig again... on the plus side I learned why lanyard were used by the blokes on the prom. Sea trout is one of my faves... specially when a friendly seal pushes them in to the shore and you hook enough to feed the passengers on the boat. Ahhhhhh, praps I need to get some gear and take the girls fushun.






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