Every season, things happen from a piscatorial perspective that kind of tickle my fancy. It might be a memorable fish, a new water, amazing wilderness, fishing with someone I’ve never fished with before, or even just a day on the water when someone falls over and eats shit. Either way, every mission offers something that…
As the last light of each day fades, so too, the season itself. The sun glistens through the fragile willow leaves, as they hold on for dear life, paving the way for a hibernation, of sorts, a shut-down. A period of routine preventative maintenance. The water, noticeably cooler, is running higher than it was just a…
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…
We are just a month into Autumn and within a couple of weeks, the Tasmanian landscape has quickly turned from various shades of brown to much more visually appealing greens. The days are getting shorter and we lose daylight savings this weekend. Deciduous trees are turning and the nights are chilling to a point where…
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