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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 10 the second Sunday…
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May on the Shannon
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Escape
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Four weeks left
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Last Stand (for a while)
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Damaged rods
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