Saddleworth2
Well-Known Member
It was windy on the Blackloch yesterday. The Blackloch is situated on some godforsaken moor in the middle of a triangle made up of Falkirk, Glasgow and Edinburgh. A circular piece of water with no discerning features or bays on a high moor in strong wind does not make for a comfortable day. If I rode horses, I would liken the fishing experience to a eight hour gallop whilst manipulating rod and line back at forward at speed. This morning my poor aged body feels like it has gone ten rounds with a competent welterweight.
oh the fishing I hear you ask?
It was shite and I blanked (again).
oh the fishing I hear you ask?
It was shite and I blanked (again).