"To go fishing is the chance to wash one's soul with pure air, with the rush of the brook, or with the shimmer of sun on blue water. It brings meekness and inspiration from the decency of nature, charity toward tackle-makers, patience toward fish, a mockery of profits and egos, a quieting of hate, a rejoicing that you do not have to decide a darned thing until next week. And it is discipline in the equality of men - for all men are equal before fish."- Herbert Hoover (and for men, read women as well - undoubtedly some of the great fishermen are women! D)
A passion for fishing developed from watching my father fly fish for trout on the banks of the River Strule in Co Tyrone near my mum's family home and for brook brownies at Tal-y-Bont not far from the site of my great-grandfather's smithy.
Friday, 21 November 2008
And in the beginning...
I was going to take some images of the Milward's Flyrover BUT the light ain't good so this is a taster... My dad's rod when he was a teenager and beyond and the rod I took by first rainbow trout on... it has me thinking and after seeing a shot of an angel with a first 'bow on 'boo I might just have to take this rod out fishing!
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They just don't make them like they used to anymore.I often wonder what happened to to all my Grandad's fishing equipment after he passed away.His collection of split cane fly-rods probably were given away by my grandma to either a second hand shop or to charity.By the way David what size is that rod in the Photo?
Hope you are not taking that precious rod out for the esox.
I haven't put the rod together to measure recently and Mike NO esox won't be played on the end of this rod! The only sport for this rod will be trout, grayling and perhaps salmon IF I can find a second hand butt extension for it... which I believe Milwards made.
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