Joe Chatterton's Angling Diary

The river looked perfect for a Barbel, about a foot up with a touch of colour. The forecast rain had not materialised and the sun shone al...

Another fitful nights sleep caused by the usual pre-fishing session excitement was interrupted by the 5am alarm call, to be honest it wa...

Since my last post I have only managed a couple of short sessions due to one thing or another. I fished Willow Farm(above) chasing the ...

I couldn't resist another crack at my 'latest' favourite fish the Perch. Again it had to be a river variety, when the cold wet w...

This morning I didn't set myself any targets, had no real ambition, I just wandered down to the river with a bucket of maggots and a tin...

The Devon coastline is not as renowned for it's shark fishing as it's neighbour Cornwall and more recently the Welsh shore but it ...

There was a distinct Autumnal feeling as I wandered down to the river this morning. The mist was rolling down stream adding to the chill ...

The old Willow in my favourite swim has finally succumbed to the pull of gravity under the weight of this years foliage. It has had a dan...

A stunning sunrise accompanied me this morning as I made my way along the banks of the Warwickshire Avon. A good start to what I hoped wo...

Another dawn start saw me toddling down to the Avon, this time in search of Barbel. I travelled light not even bothering to take a seat ...