tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338589224051075532.post8130809169476296175..comments2024-03-29T08:25:42.543+00:00Comments on Of Esox & observations : Almost thereDylan Wrathallhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01285181139467170047noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338589224051075532.post-55380331828139575472020-05-18T07:53:25.471+01:002020-05-18T07:53:25.471+01:00If angling no longer "floats your boat" ...If angling no longer "floats your boat" then so be it. You can't deny the pleasure it brought during your earlier years. I have to be grateful that I walked away from the sport in 1993, because otherwise I feel that the drug fuelled carp scene would have gotten the better of me. Having my son, as the reason I restarted the hobby, is an extremely rewarding way of rediscovering that "passion for angling"<br />Fingers crossed, we might still get together for Sye's 60th - Boris to the rescue? - Speak again soon - DylDylan Wrathallhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01285181139467170047noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7338589224051075532.post-6309688735209842592020-05-18T06:59:31.206+01:002020-05-18T06:59:31.206+01:00I wish Dyl, I could get that real buzz back for an...I wish Dyl, I could get that real buzz back for angling. The last time I was hanging on for the season to start with real excitement was 1980. <br /> <br />Last year I caught a Barbel of 9lb's which as a kid would have had me running about like a nut case* (*the one I probably was) But this time it was, 'Hmm, that's decent, and my first Barbel since 1995 as well'. Satisfaction, but no excitement.<br /><br />A bit sad really. <br /><br /><br /><br />Richttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02714117508358025668noreply@blogger.com