It's about this time of year that I start to get a bit gloomy. Dreadful weather , Iceland adverts on the telly, no dry fly fishing.....November really is the cruelest month. Anyway, after looking through some old fishing pics I thought I'd share them with any readers of this blog. The majority come from my Patagonian summer last year. March, and the glories of English springtime, cannot come soon enough for this melancholy fisherman.
3 years ago