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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 75…. Dear Diary…?
An I phone essay…… Apologies, nothing fishing based today other than to say I suffered a small slip or trip by my computer and hit the keyboard on the way down. This triggered a chain of events that will lead … Continue reading
Day 68…. Crepuscular creeping to no avail..
Blanked…again Once again I feel that early morning accomplished glow. Last nights tackle is cleaned and hook lengths replaced. I have mopped and brought the bins in. I even jet washed the big bin because it smelt like someone had … Continue reading
Day 66….Reintroduction of humanisation..
In other words no fishing to write about again today.. I still have a couple of dozen frozen peeler crabs I picked up click and collect from Rhondda tackle so under cover of darkness I plan to hit my local beach … Continue reading
Day 64… as clear as mud.
So is the five mile travelling limit restricted to visiting friends? have they moved the sea closer? Covert missions it is then until this thing has gone dormant for I fear it will not go away, just hide and … Continue reading
Day 63… still no news ?
Fuck the housework, it can’t be that bad I only did it yesterday. Off out up the mountains early this morning hoping to come home to some news from Mark Drakeford the Welsh First minister. A little bit of clarity … Continue reading
Day 62…. The long walk home
No fishing, not even a fishing based anecdote for it is a morning of domesticity for me, despite earlier plans. I have not driven my van for several months. Since a week before lockdown it sits collecting dust and acting … Continue reading
Day 58…..blogging?
Blogging for me was a simple choice. When my ankle was broken in hospital I had to look for an alternative career as the chances of returning to carpentry at the time looked slim. The original operation to re-build my … Continue reading
Day 57…..No Friday feeling.
The Friday feeling just isn’t there. No crunchy day. All you ‘Auld Wans’ will remember the reference. No poets day (one for the chippies out there) Around 4pm (past morning) the girl child found me in my workshop tidying my … Continue reading
Day 56…. Out
No archived image today. No tales of nocturnal children and their endless demands. No medical madness. I packed the gear and headed off towards Sully for a low water mark and a crack at the Blondes. I probably got there … Continue reading
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