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Time to Cut Sticks
Written by Richard Bendall I struggled into the back seat of the taxi with help. The same carers hands that had washed me were as sure and able, as the taxi driver’s hands were unsure and clumsy. Everything hurts these days; skilled hands only lessen the discomfort. Looking back at the sheltered accommodation as we…
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Search for Solitude.
After moving from the Midlands to the South. I found myself grappling with the hustle and bustle of fishing in this new world. The incessant hassle of day tickets, the questionable etiquette, the continuous recasting, the voyaging bait boats, the drunken voices, and the dubious smells drifting between swims—it just wasn’t me. I longed for…
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On the Marsh : River Carp
The fishing journey is, by its very nature, ever evolving. Many of us start small, cutting our teeth on local club lakes and rivers, before graduating to the more polished world of syndicates. Yet, for some of us, there comes a point when we long for something raw—something wilder. And so, I found myself staring…