Derek Gibson
Well-known member
I am talking tackle here fella's, more particularly ''my'' tackle. Amongst the huge armoury of gear I have amassed over the years, it never ceases to amaze me that when I am at a loose end I am given to checking over the tackle. Often finding myself handling the same three or four rod's and reel's, and reveling in the joy they have given me over the years, and the battles those old warriors have endured .
In an age when tackle is constantly evolving I find it odd that my old gear can evoke such a warm glow even when stood beside some of the latest cutting edge gear. I can't be alone can I? Surely some of the veterans on here can relate to where I'm coming from, it can't just all be sentiment or nostalgia, can it?
In an age when tackle is constantly evolving I find it odd that my old gear can evoke such a warm glow even when stood beside some of the latest cutting edge gear. I can't be alone can I? Surely some of the veterans on here can relate to where I'm coming from, it can't just all be sentiment or nostalgia, can it?