An Irish Anglers World

Fishing Diary

As an angler it is fun to visit and try out new venues. With free time at a premium nowadays, it would be nice to fish a new spot confident that one is going to be successful. Unfortunately a lot of available angling information can be limited, or worse, out of date. The following diary sets out up to date information based on recent angling experience of venues fished, both locally and further afield.

Genuine anglers will use the knowledge gleaned here wisely and honestly. Whether you are a seasoned fisher, new to the sport, or a visitor on a holiday break, if the information presented here makes your fishing trip more successful and enjoyable, then the sentiment behind the diary has succeeded. Tight lines.

Cockleshell Hero

In December 1942 “Operation Frankton” was undertaken by a team of highly trained British marine commandos, their mission to sink..Read more

Six Species from a Rolling Sea

Codling, whiting, pouting, flounder, dogfish and bass, the beach mark which fished so poorly last week opened its autumnal door..Read more

Slow Evening on the Beach

An Irish Anglers World describes and illustrates Irish angling as it presents, good, bad or indifferent. When reading the posts..Read more

Solitary Mackerel?

A black and green striped tiger of the sea homed in on the krill lure, bang, zig zag fireworks, how..Read more

The Lure of Sea Fishing

“That’s a grand looking lure Ger”, said I. Replying Ger iterated that it was a shallow diving plug with a..Read more

Bass from an Old Haunt

In 13 years I’ve only lure fished this once favourite mark twice, curiosity and nostalgia brought me back, will it..Read more

Garth Brooks, Tourism Angling and Irish Méféinism

I question does the average Irish citizen really understand the true meaning of both civic cooperation and national pride, or..Read more

Cod Heaven off Kilmore

“Ready up boys where drifting over some kelp”, instructed “Autumn Dream” skipper Eamonn Hayes, seconds later members of the Pleasure..Read more

Forty Knots to Pollack Paradise

Clearing the pier head Dermot gunned the engine, 135 horses kicked into life and a whirlwind drive to the Saltee..Read more

Mid Summer Ray

The search for an early summer tope found me revisiting old haunts. Wicklows northern beaches, which were a second home..Read more