We’ll, less than a week to go before I have my PROSTRATE removed, and I’m a little apprehensive if I’m honest. You never know all the outcomes of what could happen, and I’m very happy with my life at the moment, apart from missing my fishing like crazy. I’ll have to have a least six weeks doing nothing, so a good time to sort all the gear out, and I may even have a sell off, of some of my tackle. My fly-fishing days are mostly over and I still have a dozen quality rods and reels about the place unused. I love the whip fishing and hope to do more of that come autumn after some decent Dace on the local river.
A huge wild brown trout takes a dry fly late evening on a local reservoir. It was landed and returned none the worse for its capture. The image was a cover for a well known fly-fishing magazine some years ago.
In addition if I’m well enough at the start of the river season, I fancy some floating crust fishing for big Chub. The Trent in parts could be very good for this style, but my local small river is ideal, intimate with deep pools every hundred yards or so, with nice bends and undercut banks. I just hope the surgeon gets all of the bloody cancer and that’s the end of it. Thanks to all my Facebook and River Trent Angler followers for the wonderful support, and kind wishes.
Wish me luck and see you all on the other side.