Me n Dad

Chances to get out have been limited, mainly

down to the little ones. So my only spare time

was spent on a sunny afternoon with my Dad.

We arrived at an easy to access fishery. Not

either of our number one choices but with my

Dad not wanting to walk to far and needing

decent ground it's perfect.

On arrival after a quick chat to a few already

fishing, it seemed the going was hard, but my

Dads owed a few favours off the fishing Gods.

After a couple of trips to the car for the tackle we set

up and it wasn't long before we had some action.

In fact it turned well worth the extra effort. It's

my preferred option to throw the rod in the car

and get to some running water. I take the ability

to walk, climb, crawl and fall into some fishy spots

much to easy at times, and when a lot of these times

was spent doing so with the "owd fella" walking to the

car for his tackle is little to ask for someone who as given

me so much over the years.

So with these thoughts echoing around my head we got

down to catching some fish. First thing getting him

comfortable, not easy!! The riggers of years of hard

labour on the building sights of the North West leaving

it's toll.

The moment the float dipped for the first

time , the hook struck and his rod tip arched

into a beautiful Golden Orfe, I knew it was

worth it. For those minutes as the fish dove

and swirled he was a kid again no pain just

the joy of what fishing is. The smile on his face

was more than any reward I could ever receive.

We went on to catch nearly every cast just a Dad

and his little lad fishing again.