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Welcome to the wanderings and ramblings of Baitdigger where I try to share experiences and photographs of my continuing sea angling journey around the coastline of County Clare and South Wales
From tope and huss on the heavy gear in the North of the county, rays from the Shannon, conger and wrasse from the rocks and more recently lure fishing from the much under-rated and unexplored Clare coastline. Read my weekly whines about the lack of mackerel and the twelve months of mild winter that make up Ireland’s weather. Read updates bemoaning crowded beaches, uncontrolled children and unruly dogs in South Wales and my search for fish in one of Britain’s truly stunning coastlines.
Born in England I moved to Ireland’s West Coast to take care of my parents and fell in love with the wildness of the Burren and it’s miles of unspoilt coastline.
I started fishing with my father over fifty years ago but I am a firm believer that everyone has something to teach me especially in the steep learning curve of modern lure fishing for bass.My camera has become an essential part of my fishing gear and I am just has happy taking snaps as catching fish. It started with a panasonic lumix dmc, which was covered in mackerel scales and wrapped in a tea towel, it has gone through several Nikon regenerations and I am currently using a D750 but it is still covered in fish scales and wrapped in a teatowel
All opinions are my own arising from what has or hasn’t worked for me. Any criticism of tackle brands are just as I find them and I leave you to decide for yourselves what suits your needs and as ever I value comments both positive and negative.
And finally many of my posts may be tinged with a touch of tongue in cheek so please accept them in the spirit they were written.
Neil
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Day 32…. Reels, rigs and home schooling
Like many people on lockdown with the kids at home I have become referee, chef, barber, stylist, cleaner, rugby coach and now teacher. We are off to a flying start on the home schooling but it tends to be a … Continue reading
Day 13: This town……
‘Is coming like a ghost town’ The title of today’s ramble was inspired by The Specials 1981 hit and a recent trip to Tescos, not such an odd combination in the current chaos. Written about urban decay in the … Continue reading
Day 12… Don’t go too far down memory lane……
…..You may not find the way back ? The bastards have become nocturnal. On an early(ish) roll call to check on the inmates the girl was snorting like a small pig picking up acorns but the two boys were wide … Continue reading
Day 11…. Fatty’s Leg
I have completed the morning rituals today… drugs to keep me alive taken before I get out of bed… drugs to stop the drugs that keep me alive from killing me…. I don’t think it is enough to kill a … Continue reading
An deireadh………..the end
Listen closely for I have a tale to tell….. Once upon a time in a land not too far away there lived in the hamlet of Cardiff a humble carpenter with his wife and children. Now that carpenter was a … Continue reading
Summer holidays for local schools begin, still without a guest appearance from either sun or summer. On the fist full day the kids are bored already, bored with the telly, bored with the computer, bored with the Wii, bored with … Continue reading
Forty plus……….
Summer is not available at your location Another June day goes past. Weather and tides looked favourable so to start the day I needed a bucket of mackerel. They were not giving themselves up but I had more than enough … Continue reading
Refusals
There are places where seasons can be gauged by migrating birds, sowing and harvest, calves and lambs, but here on the Burren the build-up to summer is marked by the mighty steel beasts from the city that crawl slowly along … Continue reading
On the rocks
After the initial success with the tope it would be hard for me not to make follow-up visits but with the exceptions of one dropped run, which was a slack line and may or may not have been a tope, … Continue reading
Shall we take the kids to the……..
I didn’t wait for the sentence to be finished before I was loading the car with rods, seatbox and bucket of Thursdays mackerel …. oh and the odd bucket and spade. Barely enough room for the children after the picnic … Continue reading
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