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No unlucky 13 for me
When we use the term 'pleasure angler' we create a picture in our minds of a fisherman who isn't perhaps that serious, grabs his rods on a nice day, has a couple of hours on his local venue and is happy to catch whatever comes along - and I think that is a reasonable definition. On the other hand, I would fit very much into the category of 'specialist angler' as I am focused on my species and will invariably find myself targeting the bigger fish. And my commitment is such that I put a reasonable amount of quality time into my angling. But whatever 'pigeon-hole' we may find ourselves in, the reality has to be that we should be enjoying what we do, and so in that sense we should all be pleasure anglers. And I certainly am, and after my visit to the River Dove last week, I enjoyed it so much I headed north again this time round - twice!
Avoiding the negative side of angling Whilst I am a big fan of the internet, like anything else in life it has its dark side. And as far as angling is concerned, although it has opened up a whole new world that we could never have possibly imagined in our wildest dreams 20 years ago, there is the inevitable flip side. Particularly through discussion boards, a platform has been created where the worst of fallen human nature can express itself without any inhibitions or restraint. And whilst some people seem to thrive on conflict and argument, I am the opposite. In fact it's one of the benefits of being a solitary angler. I wouldn't describe myself as anti-social though just that I prefer to keep myself to myself- there is a difference. I am happy to say hello to any angler that I pass on the way to where I want to fish and likewise if someone passes me. But I've had experiences before where people come and sit down next to you and they bed themselves in for hours. I am quite good at reading where people are coming from but some aren't and they don't pick up on the fact that you aren't really interested in all the latest gossip and chitchat. And that's why I like to put my umbrella up, even on a dry day, so that I can create a mental barrier and hopefully deter those who will see someone sitting by the riverside and take it as an invitation to join them. I don't want to give the impression that I don't want to talk to people, far from it. But when a greeting turns into an hour long monologue where all you get to hear is other anglers being verbally assassinated, that's not my cup of tea at all.
By the time I got home the world was coming alive again after a night's sleep. I had an easy morning and then it was back to work for me too. Fortunately I have a great amount of flexibility and so can plan my time accordingly. And working from home is another benefit meaning I don't have to be out at the office, so even though I am working I am still in the home environment. But with a few days away in Newcastle-Upon-Tyne ahead of me, fishing was not going to be possible until the end of the week. My youngest daughter is the bass player in a band and they were in the north-east recording a CD. I have a video of the experience on my YouTube site if you are interested, called My daughter the rock star.
No unlucky 13 for me No more fish action meant that my 3 visits to the River Dove this season have produced just the one fish each time. That's how fine the line between success and failure is in angling. You can have a great result like I did this week or you can blank, and the difference is just one fish. I noted from my diary that this was my 13th barbel session of 2008 and so there was nothing unlucky at all about it. Not that I believe in luck - good or bad - anyway. But I couldn't resist taking the opportunity to create a headline.
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