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Bad Angling, Muppets and people who make your blood boil.

My next moan is eastern europeans, ee's that dont even merit a capital letter, that have decimated my local river in the closed season...... may they burn in hell and have peni's crushed in a garlic crusher for eternity........
 
My next moan is eastern europeans, ee's that dont even merit a capital letter, that have decimated my local river in the closed season...... may they burn in hell and have peni's crushed in a garlic crusher for eternity........

Here here!!!

A friend of mine, who charges clients fees through his work, charges people he likes NOTHING, people he's unsure about pay £249 and East Europeans pay £495 - CASH. Then when he tells them their deal has fallen through he just laughs and goes and orders another centrepin reel.

He now has 5 centrepins, all of which he has named after their 'donors'.

:D :D :D
 
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i saw a guy lure fishing in about 4 inches of water the other day whilst about 40 yards from his rod that was in the water, ( bl88dy tourists).
 
Fishing London parks lakes is rather a challenge. There's resident alcoholics that come and sit next to you and swear at you for 3 days. There's people's dogs. There's people just jumping straight in. There's people's dogs jumping straight in. There's people on acid jumping in. There's people on crack falling in after hassling you at 4 am for a light. There are small children on bikes cycling in. There's chefs looking for crayfish in the middle of a December night wading out and leaving their clothes on the bank like Reggie Perrin. There's people nicking your food/water/tackle. There's people creeping up on you in the night with an animal head in a bag.

And that's just my friends..
 
Fishing London parks lakes is rather a challenge. There's resident alcoholics that come and sit next to you and swear at you for 3 days. There's people's dogs. There's people just jumping straight in. There's people's dogs jumping straight in. There's people on acid jumping in. There's people on crack falling in after hassling you at 4 am for a light. There are small children on bikes cycling in. There's chefs looking for crayfish in the middle of a December night wading out and leaving their clothes on the bank like Reggie Perrin. There's people nicking your food/water/tackle. There's people creeping up on you in the night with an animal head in a bag.

And that's just my friends..

at least there are no eastern europeans though Simon :D
 
Fishing London parks lakes is rather a challenge. There's resident alcoholics that come and sit next to you and swear at you for 3 days. There's people's dogs. There's people just jumping straight in. There's people's dogs jumping straight in. There's people on acid jumping in. There's people on crack falling in after hassling you at 4 am for a light. There are small children on bikes cycling in. There's chefs looking for crayfish in the middle of a December night wading out and leaving their clothes on the bank like Reggie Perrin. There's people nicking your food/water/tackle. There's people creeping up on you in the night with an animal head in a bag.

And that's just my friends..

And I thought i had it bad with EE's
 
Well there's Eastern Europeans as well. But the carp are at least protected by the alky anglers there permanently. They never catch anything but they wont let anyone else catch anything either.

I do love park fishing and the reward of catching something is doubly great. Not many places you can sit next to a channel 4 presenter at 3 in the morning (not my choice) who drops a bottle of vodka, smashes it on the diving board, strips naked, cuts her feet, shouts at me, asks if Ive got any pills, and then you can catch a beautiful leney strain carp once the 15 people in your swim have got out.
 
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Not sure if anyone has mentioned this one yet, but isn't it annoying when you are lucky enough to have a stretch of riverbank to yourself, and then the only other angler fishing that day decides to sit right next to you, or bang opposite then casts into (or close enough) your swim!!! :mad:
 
Before we get too down on the Animal House side of modern Angling, I'd like to recount a brief encounter with hope I had the other afternoon on the Grand Union Canal near West Drayton.

A long-time mate of mine from the area phoned me at 3.20pm on Thursday afternoon, telling me that he had just picked up his two girls from school in the Acton area (plus his 7-year-old's "best friend", a delightful little Korean girl named Chelsea) and that he was heading over my way to have a pint of cider with me, give the girls a special treat of a bottle of pop each and bowl or two of chips and a run beside a bit of water he and I have known since we were children.

So the girls run off down the canal, my pal's oldest making sure that the two seven-year-olds didn't fall in, leaving me and my friend to have ten minutes of hard-won chat.

Then we went and found the girls, who we found were with three other kids, two of them fishing, the two fishers being a Somali boy of perhaps 11 and a white, cool little tomboy girl (boy's clothing, blonde hair packed beneath a ballcap running down her back), floatfishing a pinch of bread much too shallow (mere inches) below a bottom-mounted and shot-secured mini waggler-type float. And they were keen! Asked if they had had anything, the girl, from the standard West London working-class background of the area judging by her accent, admitted to my pal and me, grimacing prettily despite her best efforts to be unattractive-cool "Only a tiddler.".

Asked if they had any splitshot in their little box, she told me "I pinched a bit of me Dad's gear ... couldn't find much...".

Nevertheless, she had some shot.

So I fixed them up with a mini-waggler set-up set to fish at three or four feet, showed them how to pinch a piece of sliced white bread onto the hook as breadflake bait, then watched them cast well across the good old Grand Union Canal.

"Look out for the very big carp further down", I told them as we left. "They cruise beside the boats...".

Brief, cautious, disbelieving look from both of them, particularly the girl, then a nod and a half smile.

Hope yet.
 
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carp in the canal, thought they would of all been steamed with some herbs and gone done the plug by now.
then i could tell a tale of a 83 year old fishing and minding his own down that way, until?
 
Yeah, well, I sort of got in and out of there in 2010 (packing a Buck knife, naturally), had a 41-pounder, then was gone...
 
Im with you on the EE situation.

But my rant is..i was fishing yesterday on the bristol avon. I had located a couple of barbel and some awesome chub. I was lying on my front with my head poking through some grass,.so to a passer by i would have looked like a bit of a weirdo.

I was had just worked out there path of the fish from weed to gravel. when they suddenly moved off really quickly..i thought Pike? larger Barbel? but then i heard "What are you looking at?". it was a family out on a walk standing and peering in. "****" i thought. I appreciate they don't understand the strange behaviours of us anglers. but it was annoying.. I think i will put a sign on my back next time:)
 
Just thought of another one. Golfers who tell me that they don't see the point in angling if you just put them back. As if their sport has a great end product!
 
Just thought of another one. Golfers who tell me that they don't see the point in angling if you just put them back. As if their sport has a great end product!


Not merely the Gophers, Gavin - the real die-hard Game Guys claim that the Catch & Releasing Fish Thang is not merely something dreamt up by Trotsky and the Devil, but also likely to earn the displeasure of the "Antis" (but then a lot of such d-h Game Guys are merely extremely frustrated, covert, Fox Hunters).
 
I know this thread is about some of the less attractive anglers we have on our fisheries and it is always fun to have a go at them but has anyone considered why they are there in the first place?

Personally I have been exceptionally lucky, my training as an angler was given to me first by my Father and a very close family friend, both were good anglers, my Dad as a sort of specialist angler and Old Mack as a Matchman, both could catch fish in both quality and quantity and both were masters of Waterlore!

Eventually even a stupid duffer like me could manage to learn for himself, but I had to be pointed in the right direction in the first place!

Not everyone has had my advantages, and many of you chaps have been “trained†to some extent, either by an interested parent or guardian, or by friends or maybe club colleagues, but what of those that do not have these advantages, where do they go, who helps them?
Should they be allowed to fish, or should we have a system similar to that in Germany where you are subject to testing before you can get a licence?

I cannot condemn a man merely because of ill education, but I surely can help to change his education status, for that reason I have taken my first coaching badge, mostly to support Roger Smith our VAC Head Coach (and also from the completely selfish point of view, I just love to see people:- kids, teenagers and adults, catch their first fish and suddenly realise that there is whole new world to discover).
Roger holds coaching courses for free, every two weeks through the summer at our Riverside Road fishery in St Albans, the coaching is aimed at kids but we will accommodate anyone of any age and set them in the right direction.

In general Angling has been pretty bloody awful at promoting good management and best practice from when good old Issac first wet a line, right up to modern times, this should not, and does not, have to be the case!

So next time you see these “undesirables†on the river bank, just remember they may not have had your advantages, sometimes a little help from the more experienced angler might help them change and might help you have a quieter day!


Tight lines chaps.
 
Agree with that Keith. At my little local lake I spend a few hours teaching basics like knots etc after work on my way home. If I spot a group of kids/teens fishing alone I try and help ad best I can and advise on the basics, next time I see them they have normally been to a shop got better gear and are catching fish and handling them with more care and respect.

I was lucky enough to learn the basics from a friends dad, and now found this forum (which had helped alot) but wish I had a better teacher when i was younger to keep me keener when I was younger. Mind you I am still enjoying learning now..
 
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