My apathy and reluctance to sit in the cold were all forgotten the other day when I had news that I have a place on a syndicate that sounds like heaven. Three lakes with carp, tench, perch, roach and some proper crucians on offer. If that doesn't stir the blood then nothing will - let me at it.
I was kept busy during the Christmas/New Year period working on the 'Riffle' magazine, the journal of the Association of Barbel Fishers. I had to get reacquainted with the software and editing practices that I've haven't used for over five years but it came out okay and was well received. If you want a look at it then go to http://www.barbelfishers.com/riffle_issue1/ If you want to see the next issue, join up and be part of the group.
But for now I am having a bit of a break. Nicky and I are staying at my sister's cottage in the south of Devon whilst she and her bloke sun themselves in the Caribbean. I did offer to take her holiday for her but.....
Nicky loves the coast and it was a toss up between a house near the sea or a house near a barbel river back when we left Somerset. I won that one although, to be fair, it was a mutual decision but I am constantly reminded that 'next' (heaven forbid) time we go through the house sale and purchase nonsense, we will be looking hard at the edge of the UK rather than the middle bit we are in now. In the mean time we get our fix by playing Lord and Lady of the Manor in big sis's rather plush crib.
Hopefully, I will be back in the groove quite soon and those of you that visit the site will find something about fishing to read rather than a load of old waffle.