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THE ULTIMATE ANGLING BUCKET LIST

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PART THREE<br />

INDIVIDUAL TARGETS<br />

<strong>THE</strong> CATCHING OF SPECIFIC SPECIMEN FISH<br />

Bucket List status – Incomplete<br />

This part of my bucket list is a collection of individual fish target weights as opposed to personal bests<br />

or species head counts. The sort of thing that most fishermen other than genuine pleasure anglers and<br />

pure match specialists have as an agenda in some form or another.<br />

My particular take on things, while it isn't exhaustive, has most certainly been exhausting in the sense<br />

that a lot of travelling has gone in to catching a lot of very big fish, with a lot of equally exhausting near<br />

misses and frustrating failures along the way, with one tick that clearly now is never going to grace my<br />

list, arguably the most elusive of the bunch........the big one.<br />

NATIONAL RECORD FISH<br />

Bucket List status – result<br />

Way back in 1970 when the embryonic version of what would ultimately become my bucket list, my<br />

life-long quest, and now this book was beginning to emerge, I'm pretty sure I would have settled for<br />

any national record, never mind a British record.<br />

But, times and ambitions evolve and move on. That was the year I joined the Leyland and Farington<br />

Boat Angling Club, and for the first time in my sea angling life, I had some measure of regimented<br />

order and camaraderie.<br />

Almost immediately, my début trip<br />

came around taking us to nearby<br />

Morecambe, which may initially sound<br />

a million miles away from any record<br />

breaking potential or influence, but<br />

bear with me here.<br />

One of the local shrimpers took us out<br />

on a grim blustery day to fish the<br />

channel just up from the stone jetty,<br />

where the only thing I can remember us<br />

catching was shed loads of sea<br />

scorpions, a species you rarely if ever<br />

see there these days.<br />

Shrimp Boat Morecambe<br />

tender, and the skipper started rowing them back to shore.<br />

Obviously, the trip eventually came to<br />

an end and we motored back to the<br />

nearby moorings, at which point, the<br />

first half of the party piled into the<br />

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