Hemmingways Fishing
Guided Fishing Trips and Fly Casting Tuition
Gone Fishing
Tel: 017687 79227
Mobile: 07771 763067
Email: eric@hemmingwaysfish.co.uk

Catch This! Blog

There's a rumour that spring is round the corner...Shhhh!

In case you’ve been off the planet, or loafing on a sunny beach waiting for the tide to turn and a shoal of exotic high speed fish to swim past, we poor souls in darkest Cumbria have endured a long, cold winter and snow still streaks the fellsides. As a reuslt of all the extended wintry stuff much of the natural wourld seems a few weeks behind and even though the first of our swallows ret…

Read full blog post

Trouble at 't' mill all sorted!

Thanks to Frank Kimble for flagging up the lack of wordage on the ‘catch this’ pages. They had all vanished into some cyber space cupboard on the edge of reason and I was worried for a while. Being a man who reads rivers and water rather than cyber stuff it was a total mystery. All is well again now though. I have been down on Windermere for over a week or so now and if you ar…

Read full blog post

Trouble at T Mill

Hi all you out there in ‘Catch this’ land. i’ve been informed that all the words have vanished from recent posts on the site but I’ll try and get them back up once I discover where they have gone to!! Beyond that at the moment I’m busy on Windermere which has been a real excercise in stickability under atrocious conditions. Yes we are catching a few fish and …

Read full blog post

Pike are just around the corner...

Actually the title should read “Pike are just down the road”, because at the moment the Beagle is sitting on her trailer, waiting patiently in the boat shed for another week to pass until we are back down on Windermere for the annual battle against wind and weather, in search of the great specimen pike that inhabit the lake. It has been a chilly old winter so far up here in the L…

Read full blog post

Merry Christmas and a Happy and Peaceful New Year

Well it is that time of year when all is safely gathered in, the wood shed is more or less full, and the post man is weary. The boats are off the water, apart from the Doghouse waiting on Grasmere in case we have a mild spell tempting me out to scratch the fishing itch over the festive period, and it is the time for sitting and writing as sleet lashes the windows as the fells turn white, and…

Read full blog post