Well and truley rained off

Went to fish the river over the Christmas break but it had been raining heavy but we still traveled in hope ,when we arrived the water was in full spate .
Well and truly rained off , we put a brave face on it and called at a nearby trout fishery for a few hours even though the rain was never far off we enjoyed it , especially Phil he took his first fish on the fly , a nice Rainbow in between one and a half to two pounds , it was not easy fishing but his persistence finally payed off ''well done'' . We ended the day with a few fish and very wet.

Trout

To fish for trout on the rivers Ribble and Hodder , you need good water for the fly , I gave up my membership for upper reaches of these two rivers when my little lad was born this and other commitments meant I was spending less time fishing, it was expensive then and now its worse. With membership for golf costing the best part of £500 and the fishing rites over £4oo the money spent could not be justified , although when I'm hacking my brains out on a golf coarse I think I may of picked the wrong one to give up .
Now a few years later I seem to have a little more time and money so a return to casting the fly is very much on the agenda had a few little casts last year. It also helps that Phil has decided to start fly fishing so we hope to get some practice in over the next couple of years .
With our other obsession being trotting with a Center pin we still encounter trout from the Ribble one day brought us 12 fish all only around a pound but 5 being very fresh Sea Trout

The Ribble

River Ribble














This river as brought me some great fish over the years , most of the photo's are pre digital and I will have to work on a way of posting them on here this year as brought a few nice ones though.

River Grayling

Phil with a Ribble Grayling





Fishing on the rivers Dane and Ribble brought us some Grayling , the river Dane now has a healthy population ,they certainly live up to the name lady of the stream .


A river Dane Grayling small but perfect

Whitwater Chub

A few hours on the Ribble brought me and my fishing companion Phil a few nice fish over the season.
We went down the river on many occasions through the year . One visit that sticks out the most was two Chub we caught.

The river was pushing through and although only a couple of feet deep it was hard to keep your feet , any how we persisted and in a little slower crease just beyond the fast water we hooked the fish .

They are now fondly remembered as
Whitewater Chub Phil's Whitewater Chub

Fishing(time by the river)

So heres my first go at this , to start a quick review of the fishing .

I have fished now for many years mostly with my dad , my first memories are of long walks through local fields which seemed to be filled with a golden brown harvest , each edge with all types of wildlife . He told me so much about each new thing we saw looking back it was the whole experience that made each trip enjoyable .
This continued all the way through my youth and it was only my marriage and a new found love (or hate) for Golf that gave me a break from the riverside .
Once you are close to the river and the fish that swim its glides and pools you can never escape it's grip , every bridge you cross seems to call on your soul to gaze longingly over into the water below for just a glimpse of what may swim there , even when stopping is not an option a look for the tell tale signs of a moving fish or some lucky bloke doing at that moment what you also inside crave is never far away.

So what is fishing to me ? well it is about fooling your quarry ,the excitement as a float dips or a fly is sipped from the surface the electricity that flows down the line through your rod, reel and into your fingers but also much , much more .