The Diary of an All Round Angler from the North West of England. I scanned the water upstream once more before accepting the otter had vanished. Turning my head left I looked back at the rod tip as it started to shake and pull over. Surely not a bite? A Sasquatch casually walking out of the field and joining me for a quick brew? Until next time,.

I can now report that all of the structural work has finally been finished around the pool and to a high standard too. There is still some painting to be done so I will show a couple of completed pegs.