My brothers love fish and fishing. Never got the fishing bit, prefer coastal angling as a day out. Probably spoiled by these fuckers fishing in canals with shopping trolleys and needles in growing up.
An old mate was a river ghillie for years. Job was show all these posh cunts sections of rivers for fly fishing. Spots you’d have to pay a chunk of change for. Tips doubled his salary.
Access to rivers is a personal grievance. Incredible places. Stop off somewhere and then a river warden turns up, asking all sorts of questions, legal ramifications when there’s no rods about. Fuck off mate, we’re swimming.