I’ve had this blog for well over a year now, and it hit me that I’ve never really explained the inspiration behind the idea. University Angler, say it out loud, what does it mean to you? To me it’s a title which encompasses my passion for fly fishing with the fact that I am actually a full time student. The fly fishing has unfortunately been pushed aside somewhat, but I was (and am) determined not to let it fade away to become a lazy student who does nothing but drink beer and eat ready meals. I still do that, I won’t lie, but the point of being a University Angler is to combine these interests. Why shouldn’t I fly fish on the side of going to gigs, getting drunk and also roasting my brain on a degree? 

 A typical scene at my desk. Notice the theme going on here?

A typical scene at my desk. Notice the theme going on here?

It’s not exclusive to university students, it’s a label open to any young angler. Anyone with a burning passion for fishing (fly fishing is my weakness, obviously), conservation, fish, nature, being outside, which captivates you day in and day out. Which sees you day dreaming of that rising fish you saw on the weekend, even though you’re in the library, or watching fishing films despite being in a lecture… (guilty). Its not just day dreaming though, your passion to fish every inch of water on the planet must still be pursued whilst you’re holding down your studies. I quite regularly get up before lectures to tie a few flies, or go on exploring missions to new fishing spots. If I’m not fishing, I’m usually photographing fishing related things in my room or reading/writing blog posts. It consumes your life. But of course, you still have to fish. This is where the men and boys are separated. You’re marooned in the concrete jungle of university, more than likely in the center of some horrible city, but that’s ok because this is where the nightlife, culture and the amazing people you’ll meet at uni all congregate. But how far are you willing to go to find good fishing? Will you get on bus with all your gear? Walk for hours on end? Fish that dirty river that runs behind the uni buildings? Catch a train in your waders? I have actually done the latter, and the outcome was hilarious. 

 1 weeks research, 2 hour train, 1 hour hike. Worth every second. 

1 weeks research, 2 hour train, 1 hour hike. Worth every second. 

I suppose the meaning of this post is not only to explain my own rational for this whole project, but also to inspire. Although I am lucky enough to be down in Falmouth, with a sea full of fish (sort of), its more about the lifestyle rather than how much you fish and the size of the fish you catch. Is your passion for fishing strong enough to still continue despite your sudden culture shock of going to university? Are you addicted to the point where it is pretty much all you ever think about? I know I am.. 



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