I love fishing. I love sausages. I love music.
All three of these things are interconnected in a multitude of often complex and wondrous ways
- Fishing is best enjoyed when eating sausages.
- Sausages taste best when cooked on the riverbank and eaten whilst fishing.
- Listening to music is also hugely enhanced by a hot sticky banger.
- When prepping your fishing tackle, pre-mixing groundbait or tying homemade hair rigs, a suitable playlist will take the experience to whole new level.
- The sound of a sizzling sausage, the occasional ‘plop’ of a waggler float hitting the water and the call of a moorhen or a Grey Heron is music indeed.
Fishing is a new love for me. Sausages and music have been with me for as long as I can remember.
The purpose of this blog or journal is to document my adventures and experiences in exploring the new and highly addictive pastime of catching fish.
As pastimes go it’s an odd one for me, since although it’s stated purpose is to catch fish, as far as I’m concerned it’s just as satisfying when the keep net remains resolutely empty. This is known as ‘blanking’. I do it a lot.
Sausages provide a very useful function here, as it is almost impossible to plan to eat sausages and then fail. I succeed (almost) every time with this part of my hobby. Music also rarely lets me down. The workshop/tackle room is wired for sound, and as long as the WiFi is working and Spotify is online then I’m in business.
Like many people of my age I’ve started harking back in earnest to my youth. As a boy growing up in Dorset I fished fairly often – from the piers and harbour walls at Bournemouth, Boscombe, Christchurch and Poole, and from the rivers at Wimbourne, Wareham, Blandford and Weymouth.
I had no idea what I was doing, and the fish I hooked were few and far between, caught by extraordinary luck rather than by deisgn. Nevertheless they are memories I cherish.
When a work colleague recently asked me to accompany him on a visit to a fishing lake I instantly agreed. On the day I took Sam along with me and we both had a great time. Memories were jogged, a passion rekindled and I was off. Sam on the other hand, whilst catching many more fish than me was rather nonchalant about the whole experience. He’s been with me a few times since but I wouldn’t say he’s been bitten by the bug……yet.
So I’ve joined a local club and scavenged together some gear. I’ve gone solo now a few times. I’ll be keeping this site updated with reports of success, failure, sausages and the ultimate fishing playlist.
For now, this is what I’m listening to….
And as for the snags, I’ve just had a first taste of Tesco’s Finest British Lincolnshire Sausages.
Very nice too. I’d give them a 7.5 out of 10.