jonezy
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Forum: Stickies
Thread: Old School Angling...
17 Mar 2008
@ 1:09pm
@ 1:09pm
In reply to Post #371
Well I've given it ago, I'm in no way a writer, but thought I'd give it quick go.
Where do I start? It's such a long time ago. It was the late sixties/seventies when I saw an advert in the local paper about starting a specimen group to fish the big Shropshire and Cheshire meres. The group, called the “three county's specimen group” (Also known as “Kelly Commandos”), was founded with the intention of catching the large bream that subsided within the large waters around that area. In those days, a bream of eight pounds was considered a large fish. We started on Coalmere, Ellesmere and the meres in the Shropshire. It did not take long to get among the fish. The first night I had a fish of nine pounds 15 oz, which was massive for the time, and we continued catching throughout that season, ending with the group breaking the British record. It was about this time I received a letter from the man himself, Dick Walker. He wanted to know all about our fishing experience, regarding big bream. He invited Dennis Kelly, two others and myself down to stay in his fishing hut on his private stretch of river near Letchworth. The idea was to catch the big chub and bream that inhabited it. We did not do much fishing. The great man arrived, he walked over the fields towards me, his trade mark hat on his head, my heart missed a beat, my boyhood hero at last, “Hello Pete, caught anything?” He said, clutching two fishing rods in his hand, “I've brought you these, they may be of some use to you.” I was dumb struck, shocked. We all went back to the hut. A fire was quickly made, bacon and egg was the order of the day. Dick brought a couple of bottles of whiskey jocking and stayed with us most of the evening and part of the night. He was a most funny man, he could take on any accent, he was brilliant. We were all slightly drunk by the time he went. He took my telephone number and said he would be in touch. That's the first meeting with Dick, the first of many.
If you think that's good enough for you, I'll do the rest of them in abit, and get them send to Bill.
Well I've given it ago, I'm in no way a writer, but thought I'd give it quick go.
Where do I start? It's such a long time ago. It was the late sixties/seventies when I saw an advert in the local paper about starting a specimen group to fish the big Shropshire and Cheshire meres. The group, called the “three county's specimen group” (Also known as “Kelly Commandos”), was founded with the intention of catching the large bream that subsided within the large waters around that area. In those days, a bream of eight pounds was considered a large fish. We started on Coalmere, Ellesmere and the meres in the Shropshire. It did not take long to get among the fish. The first night I had a fish of nine pounds 15 oz, which was massive for the time, and we continued catching throughout that season, ending with the group breaking the British record. It was about this time I received a letter from the man himself, Dick Walker. He wanted to know all about our fishing experience, regarding big bream. He invited Dennis Kelly, two others and myself down to stay in his fishing hut on his private stretch of river near Letchworth. The idea was to catch the big chub and bream that inhabited it. We did not do much fishing. The great man arrived, he walked over the fields towards me, his trade mark hat on his head, my heart missed a beat, my boyhood hero at last, “Hello Pete, caught anything?” He said, clutching two fishing rods in his hand, “I've brought you these, they may be of some use to you.” I was dumb struck, shocked. We all went back to the hut. A fire was quickly made, bacon and egg was the order of the day. Dick brought a couple of bottles of whiskey jocking and stayed with us most of the evening and part of the night. He was a most funny man, he could take on any accent, he was brilliant. We were all slightly drunk by the time he went. He took my telephone number and said he would be in touch. That's the first meeting with Dick, the first of many.
If you think that's good enough for you, I'll do the rest of them in abit, and get them send to Bill.
Forum: Stickies
Thread: Old School Angling...
14 Mar 2008
@ 7:32pm
@ 7:32pm
In reply to Post #369
Please, can you put this into a downloadable format, so I can read it whilst I'm fishing. It would be a top read!
Please, can you put this into a downloadable format, so I can read it whilst I'm fishing. It would be a top read!