Fishing for Mackerel from Chesil Beach in southern England, using homemade mackerel feather traces. There are those rare times when I am fishing that a fear creeps in. It is not the fear of going home empty handed but the fear that it is all a dream and in a moment the lap of the water and the tension on line will fade and I will wake up in an office with only the hum of copier machine for company.
