Due to a combination of Covid and the travel restrictions; plus the decline in the rivers I fish; plus the lack of motivation to fish alone at night at my age, especially as my other half is not happy until I return in the early hours; plus the fact that I've just had replacement knee surgery and I can't see me getting back on a bank until perhaps November (?), I may well decide that I enjoyed the best years of barbel fishing (70s, 80s, 90s, noughties) and I will remember those years fondly and not bother to re-kindle my barbel "career" again? Who knows?, certainly I can't know what the future holds.
100 mile round trips, driving alone, single bait fishing for the bigger fish and more often than not the tip remained motionless (not everyone's thing but it was mine) I always enjoyed, but not sure I can look forward to that again.
250 mile round trips north became more of a social, plenty of fish at times but a slog home in the very early hours and my pals travelled in the opposite direction.
I always thought it sad when older anglers told me that once over the age of 70 they'd decided to call it a day, but I do know what it's all about now.