Who am I?

An individual, of no great importance, who is unable to see the natural world as a place for competition. I catch fish, watch birds, derive immense pleasure from simply looking at butterflies, moths, bumble-bees, etc - without the need for rules! I am Dylan and this is my blog - if my opinions offend? Don't bother logging on again - simple!


Sunday 8 January 2017

Well Bryn enjoyed himself

We had a nice morning at Sandwich Coarse Fishery, although my contribution was zilch. A superb Short-eared Owl on a roadside fence post, beside Manston Airport, was a real bonus on my drive across to the fishery. We had the place to ourselves and Kevin (the fishery manager) had told Benno, a couple of weeks ago, that he was OK to go drop-shotting if no-one else was using the water. Luke, Ben and Bryn got down to business and took a few small perch, before Bryn got his new PB in the shape of a superb fish of 1 lb 10 oz.

A new PB for Bryn - 1 lb 10 oz
I now realize why I don't do float fishing. The glare from the water's surface giving me a piercing headache as I struggled to remain focused on the tiny red dome of my float. I was also made very aware that prawns were a bad choice of hook baits - I only had three chances, all morning, missing each and every one of them. Just to rub salt into the wound, Bryn then came to fish next to me - using maggots on a whip, and proceeded to demonstrate how it should be done. He had a really nice roach/hybrid followed by another decent perch (although I'd left by this time!) - he's learning quickly and is full of enthusiasm. It's a delight to watch him develop his angling skills and see the excitement any hooked fish generates.


  1. Excellent Dyl. I look at both of those; my favourite species, and note that I was at least ten years older than Bryn before I caught either as big. Well done to the lad.

  2. A proper apprenticeship, not a 300 quid set up from the net and kicking back bream and score sheet shitters within a year. Only he know if he will fish for life but a good start.

  3. Cheers guys. It really is a great feeling to watch a youngster become enthused by this wonderful hobby. Bryn is my daughter's boy, so Benno is his uncle and I derive a great deal of pleasure from watching Ben imparting his knowledge and enthusiasm to his nephew. I'm sure that genetics have a part to play, although Bryn is not a Wrathall - by name! I can't wait until Emily and Harry want to get involved - they are Bev's daughters' kids and, as such, have no angling background. That will be an interesting period as we attempt to steer them in the right direction.