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what are your favourite fishing quotes?
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Re: what are your favourite fishing quotes?
“Fishing is much more than fish. It is the great occasion when we may return to the fine simplicity of our forefathers,” Herbert Hoover.
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Re: what are your favourite fishing quotes?
Plus Redmire's not in Wales.Dave Burr wrote:Round, 400 yards across and treeless - certainly not Redmire.
Sounds more like a mountain Llynn Fred
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Re: what are your favourite fishing quotes?
What follows is, perhaps, somewhat lengthy for a quote but is, nevertheless, a passage that has stayed with me for over 40 years....
"The floats were adjusted so as to lie on the surface, held by the resting shot, while the bait with a couple of feet of fine gut lay on the bottom. The placidity of floats so adjusted is like that of anchored ships. Life has left them. They lie, dead, on the top of the water. They do not drift. There is no feeling that they may be approaching a fish. All that can be hoped is that down below, on the mud, a fish is approaching them. The fisherman can do no more. A yard or two of line lies on the ground beside the reel. Until that line is drawn out he must do nothing. He is immobilised, while tremendous events impend. Chained hand and foot, he waits on destiny. And destiny, rumbling here and there with terrific splashes of golden leviathans, makes havoc on his nerves. He cannot, like the trout fisher, find expression and relief in lengthening his line and casting over a rise. He must steel himself to leave his rod alone and this enforced inaction in the exciting presence of huge fish, visibly splashing, produces a sort of drugged madness in the fisherman. I could not keep my hands still , nor could I reply sanely to questions. A true record of the life of an habitual carp fisher would be a book to set beside De Quincey's "Confessions of an English Opium Eater", a book of taut nerves, of hallucinations, of an hypnotic state (it is possible to stare a float into invisibility), of visions, Japanese in character, of great blunt headed , golden fish, in golden spray, curving in the air under sprays of weeping willow, and then rare moments when this long drawn out tautness of of expectation is resolved into a frenzy of action"
That single passage above captures, for me, a long held passion, a reality, a mythology, a belief and expectation that has never, ever, left my carp fishing and, if the time ever comes when I do not believe, then that will be the time for me to stop....
"The floats were adjusted so as to lie on the surface, held by the resting shot, while the bait with a couple of feet of fine gut lay on the bottom. The placidity of floats so adjusted is like that of anchored ships. Life has left them. They lie, dead, on the top of the water. They do not drift. There is no feeling that they may be approaching a fish. All that can be hoped is that down below, on the mud, a fish is approaching them. The fisherman can do no more. A yard or two of line lies on the ground beside the reel. Until that line is drawn out he must do nothing. He is immobilised, while tremendous events impend. Chained hand and foot, he waits on destiny. And destiny, rumbling here and there with terrific splashes of golden leviathans, makes havoc on his nerves. He cannot, like the trout fisher, find expression and relief in lengthening his line and casting over a rise. He must steel himself to leave his rod alone and this enforced inaction in the exciting presence of huge fish, visibly splashing, produces a sort of drugged madness in the fisherman. I could not keep my hands still , nor could I reply sanely to questions. A true record of the life of an habitual carp fisher would be a book to set beside De Quincey's "Confessions of an English Opium Eater", a book of taut nerves, of hallucinations, of an hypnotic state (it is possible to stare a float into invisibility), of visions, Japanese in character, of great blunt headed , golden fish, in golden spray, curving in the air under sprays of weeping willow, and then rare moments when this long drawn out tautness of of expectation is resolved into a frenzy of action"
That single passage above captures, for me, a long held passion, a reality, a mythology, a belief and expectation that has never, ever, left my carp fishing and, if the time ever comes when I do not believe, then that will be the time for me to stop....
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Re: what are your favourite fishing quotes?
Coming to this rather late but a jolly nice topic! Some great reads from all you chaps.
For me, I love this one from the winter episode of A Passion For Angling:
"Buds fur-gloved with frost. Everything had come to a standstill
In a brand new stillness.
The river-trees, in a blue haze,
Were fractured domes of spun ghost.
Wheel-ruts frost-fixed."
Mid-morning, slowly
The sun pushed dark spokes of melt and sparkle
Across the fields of hoar. And the river steamed -
Flint-olive.
Kind regards,
Chris
For me, I love this one from the winter episode of A Passion For Angling:
"Buds fur-gloved with frost. Everything had come to a standstill
In a brand new stillness.
The river-trees, in a blue haze,
Were fractured domes of spun ghost.
Wheel-ruts frost-fixed."
Mid-morning, slowly
The sun pushed dark spokes of melt and sparkle
Across the fields of hoar. And the river steamed -
Flint-olive.
Kind regards,
Chris
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Re: what are your favourite fishing quotes?
“I’ll be glad when I’ve had enough of this!” Fred J Taylor to Dick Walker on a cold day......
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Re: what are your favourite fishing quotes?
"Hit it then"
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Re: what are your favourite fishing quotes?
Yes marvellous stuff from Ted Hughes. Another quote from his work when Chris Yates fished for tench at dawn (in a punt at Peter Drennan's lake I think)Goosequill wrote: ↑Wed Jan 10, 2018 6:39 pm Coming to this rather late but a jolly nice topic! Some great reads from all you chaps.
For me, I love this one from the winter episode of A Passion For Angling:
"Buds fur-gloved with frost. Everything had come to a standstill
In a brand new stillness.
The river-trees, in a blue haze,
Were fractured domes of spun ghost.
Wheel-ruts frost-fixed."
Mid-morning, slowly
The sun pushed dark spokes of melt and sparkle
Across the fields of hoar. And the river steamed -
Flint-olive.
Kind regards,
Chris
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Re: what are your favourite fishing quotes?
What would the world be,once bereft
of wet and of wildness?Let them be left,
oh let them be left,wildness and wet.
Long live the weeds and the wilderness yet.
Gerard Manley Hopkins, Inversnaid from As Kingfishers Catch Fire.
of wet and of wildness?Let them be left,
oh let them be left,wildness and wet.
Long live the weeds and the wilderness yet.
Gerard Manley Hopkins, Inversnaid from As Kingfishers Catch Fire.
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Re: what are your favourite fishing quotes?
' The charm of fishing is that it is the pursuit of what is elusive but attainable, a perpetual series of occasions for hope'. John Buchan
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Re: what are your favourite fishing quotes?
I don't care who your Dad is........you're not walking on the water where I'm fishing ! ( Anon )
"In the back roads by the rivers of my memory"