Tying the Aberdeen Angus was a stroke of luck. I am no great fly tyer, and nowadays tie only sporadically which compounds my lack of technique. Fly tying is all...

It is still very early into the new season and the River Wylie is still half asleep and not yet disturbed by the clumsy footfall of anglers, clowning dogs and...

It is dusk and I am trying to perfect the art of standing still. Staying motionless is never easy at the best of times, but with the sun becoming lower...