Blog — popper fry

25 degrees, bright, and a brisk SW wind, not what you would call ideal conditions for a days fishing, right ? Thirty minutes in, and not a sign of a fish between us, as we both fished floating lines, and a team of Diawl Bachs and Muskins, suspended by a small fab. As we drifted from Gibbets Gorse, and approached Berrybutts, my enthusiasm was already starting to wain, as it felt like a long day was ahead of us. As often the case with me, when the fishing isn't going to plan, my mind is always ticking over, as to...