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Striving for Improvement

When I started this blog, some five years ago, I had no idea of my objective. I had no defined goals or targets. The basic idea was to share a journey and ultimately, share the passion. Looking back, it has given me an online record of stories, laughs and wonderful memories, but also a timeline…

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The River Sessions

I’ve been enjoying some marvellous river sessions over the past month or two, with some being successful in terms of fish catching and other sessions proving more joyous in relation to company, insect hatches or new discoveries. Either way, each has its own unique story but instead, I thought this post could be more suited…

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A Breath of Fresh Air

It’s extraordinary to think there are people out there who are yet to discover a passion, something to sink their teeth into and to evoke a sensation of desire. Who are unable to even contemplate enjoyment to a level that most of us take for granted. Depression, it seems, has the ability to push everyday…

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Moody Mornings

Sometimes, despite your most honest attempts and optimism, the mission isn’t always a success. Well, not a success in terms of catching fish anyway. Such was the case last weekend at Little Pine Lagoon in Tasmania’s highlands. The weather was moody, we were a little sleepy and it seems that the fish decided have a…

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A New Season Begins

The lead up to opening day for season 2014/15 was pondered, well in advance. Thoughts of flicking a single dry fly in tiny headwater creeks was my preference. In my mind, I envisaged a cold day, a hint of sun occasionally warming the back of my hands and maybe, just maybe, a fish or two…

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Beneath the Ice

iheartthefly’s own travelling trout whisperer, Baz recently wandered into the wilderness during the general closed season for trout. He was probably seeking solitude, searching for prospective honey holes and just generally looking for nothing while hanging out in an awesome environment, at a brutal yet amazing time of year. He couldn’t resist the temptation to…