Bloody cattle. I went up to the Duchy section of the Pickering Beck to do my regular invert sampling and found the field was now home to a herd of cattle. What was worse was that a big sign on the gate said ‘Beware of the Bull’. Well, that put paid to that. I’m going […]
Month: May 2020
Up to the top beat of the Seven at Spaunton Moor under intermittent bright sun and in a gentle breeze. As ever I had high hopes and the river didn’t look at all bad – if a tad low and very clear. But it always raises the spirits: I bunged a small foam-headed emerger on […]
Well, that was weird. Six weeks of enforced house arrest does funny things to your head. It was not exactly difficult but nevertheless a minor effort to get my kit together and make my way up to the bottom stretch of the Seven. You get used to the confinement, with the days actually slipping by […]