It’s weird , I can’t really explain why I get so much pleasure from fishing . It all started when I was a boy. I went fishing with a mate of mine on the river , we caught very little but had a good time. Then I started to find out a bit more about it and we started to catch a few small Rudd on floats , this was exciting . Yesterday I was cleaning out some stuff and I found one of the floats I used to use all those years ago and it brought back such great memories. I know that I had caught the bug by then . I used to get up at 4 am , load my stuff on to my bike and cycle about seven miles in the dark to get to a lake early on a summer morning. It’s a bit of a magical time with mist on the lake before the sun gets up. I wanted to catch something bigger . There was a bloke fishing near us and he caught a few Crucian carp and a few Tench. It all was so exciting for a small boy but I was never very successful . Time moved on and other things were more important, but the bug was planted and years later I started to go fishing again. By then there were light carbon fibre rods which were amazing compared to what I had been used to. I found I was just as excited as I used to be . It’s almost like a fever . I started to read books about it and I started to catch bigger fish. It became a bit of an obsession for a few years and I also had the great pleasure of fishing with a good friend. We would fish until dark , sometimes putting small lights on the floats.
I was speaking to a friend at work who fished a bit years ago and I was telling him about this lake which was quite close to where he lived which fished really well. He said “now you have done it. I am going to have to go”. He had the fishing bug and there was little he could do about it. It surfaces every now and then.
