Joe Chatterton's Angling Diary

We were only chatting in the pub the night before about how we are catching Barbel but not in any numbers. One, two in a session at best....

Landed at the river late but with the determination that I would give Andy's Torrix another test with a hard fighting Barbel. The warm w...

4lb 9oz Not quite sure why I look so miserable having just caught a cracking summer Chub weighing over four and a half pounds. This wa...

A trip to Swansea ended in a blank, one hooked fish, one lost to a hook pull. Still the night out was fun and Andy did catch so it wasn...

A beautiful dawn, perfect for a sneaky session before work. One tin of Spam was all I needed to land a cracking eleven pounder in the ...

The sun rises on another new season and I couldn't resist a few pre-work bankside hours. However the fish could resist my pellet o...

The final day of the season, still as special as always despite the close season rule changes on stillwaters. A last chance to sit be...

The Mullet fish-in was more like the Mullet fish-less. Several members of the Mullet Club descended on the Southern Welsh coast but the f...

Another evening session down by the local Avon spent chasing Barbel. The fish seemed very reluctant to feed until the sun finally droppe...

Fishing hadn't even crossed my mind during the busy work day but a phone call from Andy asking what time I could get there jogged my me...

Three weeks ago was the time for a fishing trip that has become an annual event. My old school chum Nick and I get together once a year...