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The lake where the eel club where fishing is called the Lime Pond in Wigan a mile from my home, a place where I started fishing back in the mid nineties, a place where I caught my pb common carp, pb bream of just under 12lb, pb tench and my biggest ever roach at over 2lb.. place was amazing but sadly 10 years ago, a secretive carp syndicate took it over and only a select few are allowed to fish it these days. What a venue though!

Bernard venables, mr crabtree himself. Sadly missed

No technology, just life.

I’ve seen that minnow in episodes of Stingray

why do some people slag falkus if you dont like him dont watch

"Salmon are on the decline" but still the 11lb fish got hit over the head

Wow I can remember taping this when it was on TV all those years ago,thanks for the upload 😁

I used to love this programme

Large lure across and down in heavy water - Rich Man's Poaching!

Shame how everything in a very short period of time has deteriorated so much and not only the fishing I'm afraid.

when fishing was a pure joy and not so much about making money

Absolutely fabulous documentary thank you

The UK has changed unbelievably since this film and not in a good way unfortunately.

I'm sure be glad he's not around today to see the loss of the salmon runs. Terrible state of affairs.

Wonderful stuff.

The comment at the end of this excellent video of fishing in the twilight/dark, reminds me of probably my most memorable moment as a fly fisherman. In 1997 I was in Ireland for my annual mayfly visit and was fishing Lough Mask. I mostly fished from the shore and always caught as many fish as the ‘dappers’. One evening I decided to do something different and headed off for the very top of the Cong Canal. There is a rough track where you can access this part, which runs off the Ballinrobe Road. I arrived about 7.30pm and of course there were many other cars there as well. As it went dark most of the cars left and I was on my own. There is a low waterfall that leads across to an island and you can walk on the stepping stones if you’re brave enough, but you have to be back before the light fails ! Below this water fall there is a stream that runs into the canal and it held good trout, which only rise once the light has gone. I was fishing a size 14 Skue’s Little Red Sedge pattern, but was quickly loosing site of it in the dark. I decided one more cast, but couldn’t see the fly so I was fishing by sound and instinct . A trout rose at my fly but all I saw was the ‘white’ of the water as he rose, or maybe his mouth? I hooked him and a long battle ensued. It was now black and I couldn’t see to land him, so really struggled, but finally succeeded all by sound. When I finally managed to get the car headlights on him he was a beautiful trout of 2lbs, my very first on dry fly from the Mask. An adventure and experience I’ll never forget.

Forgot to order the skip, my arse.😅

Virtually a lost world now. I was lucky to know the late Bernard Aldridge who was the riverkeeper for the Broadlands Estate during the late 197'0's. He taught me river lore, including water weed cutting with a scythe, skills I practised and then passed on to others when I became the head river keeper of a fishery on the Dorset Stour. This way of life, though modified in some ways, still goes on for those lucky enough to be keepers or fishermen with rods upon the rivers Itchen and Test. Long may it be so.

Absolutely priceless!!

I love this film seems to encapsulate everything I enjoyed about fishing in the 80’s before all the commercialism. Everything felt so much safer and better back then.

Great to see trout of this size back in the good old days.Great video to watch.

"I like to keep my rod tip down low, as I explained earĺier, just because everyone else likes to put their rods up in the air". Love his attitude!

Funny listening to him lecturing Hugh. Hugh prob caught more 30lb Pike than most of us. He pretty much started Ireland's coarse angling tourism. He would have fished Ireland's best coarse waters before they came under pressure. I was only a kid at the time but would read his adventures in the Irish and UK angling press.

weir fishing in the 1980,s perfect

Great chap. I am now 78 spent all spare time fly fishing. Even when stationed in Germany. In Germany at the time they didn't have a clue on how to fish the fly . I spent many an hour showing and helping them how to do it including dressing. I even took keen fisherman to England and Wales to try and catch a sea trout, or salmon. A year later I went to renew my membership of the fishing club, and they refused. They said that I had to first pass a fishing examination. You can guess what my answer was. A week later I had a visit from one of the club members asking me if he could come with me to England sea trout fishing. I explained that I no longer take people from the club with me and why. I was absolutely amazed to receive the next day a certificate saying that I had passed the Fishing test. The guy who wanted to come with me to Wales managed to catch a 16 pound salmon on a thunder and lightning.

Using a double or triple hook on a mayfly - never seen that before - 21.20

A pity though that his small stone only says “ Fly Fisherman”. No mention of family loss or sentiments of that kind.

Thanks for finding and sharing this.I’ve been searching for it for ages.Much appreciated.

What river was this ?

What a winderful life he lived ! He is missed as a child i read his books and saw this may he rest in peace

Although I was born in the 60s, I was from the north, so had zero knowledge of "Kite's Country" or any of this background. Since Ollie witnessed the Bomb being detonated in Oz, one wonders if the illness while in the Army and then the early death... Anyway, some years later under my real name I won one of the Oliver Kite Memorial Prizes, without knowing the above back-story at all. And digging for info was not so easy back in the early '80s (unike today when a matter of moments). Came across this now having been sent something about Jack Hargreaves via RUclips. I was a naturalist from age 5, I guess, and our pioneering family holidays to Spain late 60s and France made me just like the young Gerald Durrell, disappearing into the countryside with jars and a butterfly net. Now, my parents would be arrested for neglect! I was one of the last of the "Victorian naturalists" I guess. I won the Prize in memory of Ollie in the context of studying biology at Uni. Ollie would have got me a bit, I hope, and I'm grateful to him. But just a couple of years ago, I realised that my parents had had me baptised on the Feast of St. Francis of Assisi (of course they did not realise it, and neither did I until just recently, after I had already been Born Again in Jesus, through the Holy Spirit). My interest was seeded in me at baptism, and I'm immeasurably grateful to the Holy Spirit for that and for so much else. It was He who kept me safe as I wandered through lanes and woods and fields alone at still-tender ages. The programme above notes how animals would sort-of appear for Ollie, and this happens to me too, now. They are signs through nature from the Holy Spirit (who also does Scripture, culture and Rapture - which is neat enough). Above we see culture and nature.

Can't believe how much float is showing

Better days. Fantastic piece of film. Thank you 😁

26:09 . . Lol !! 😂😂😂 They don’t make TV shows like this anymore 👍

1:16:42 Ahh so that's what Boris used to do before he tricked his way into politics !

EXCELLENT

These films were so well made

Makes me long for my boyhood days.

Wow, is this a David Shaw Smith production

Bait boats. Boom! Been looking for that for ages!!

Changed days indeed,not sure what Hugh Falkus would think of rivers now!

Thanks to the tories you can't see the bottom of the river because of pollution. The eggs are suffering as well from the same. Get the water companies to pay for clean-up. IF THEY GO bankrupt, buy the water companies out CHEAPLY!

Herbert Normington. Good name 👍

Wow. Watched this last night. I remember reading about Mr Crouch in Dave Costner's Anglers Mail cartoon diary when I was a kid. Even Dave Costner said he 'was a character'. This is a definite, fascinating insight into a bygone era. Homemade rustic feeders and homemade wonky leads.

A pesca da ganância pra negócio, dos gulosos k limpam tudo , haveria de acabar !! Trabalhar pras obras aos gulosos k só vê € ....infelizmente a ganância está na mente humana

Many thanks for sharing this wonderful video thanks

You wont get salmon that easy anymore

The way our countries used to be

Thanks for posting. Fred was a real gentleman and was always pleased to share his methods and love of his barbel with others. Only fished with him once, at the Old Mill, Aldermaston, on a freezing day, one of the ABE fishing days. He is still in our hearts and sadly missed.