A friend at work asked me the other day why I still fish canals when I’m not exactly emptying a keepnet after every session. Fair question really. Modern anglers seem to judge success entirely by whether they need a forklift truck to get the fish back into the water, not by completing a quest to catch a stone loach like I do, or how many likes on Instagram they get. Take good mate Nic from Avon Angling for instance who caught a cracking four-pound crucian the other day. Absolute belter. Fish of a lifetime for many anglers. I told him straight afterwards his next move should be buying a lottery ticket because luck like that only comes round once every Halley’s Comet, well unless you're Nic, because he got just as lucky recently, however you'll have to wait for his report on that one, I'm sworn to secrecy. Problem is, now the venue which was busy anyway now resembles the evacuation scene from Dunkirk. Word gets around, doesn’t it? One decent fish appears on Facebook, YouTube or the…
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