i was just 8 in 1976 and cant remember much other than plenty of sun but when you are wee looking back summers seemed to be good all the time. i remember reading a while back that some lochs completely dried up in 1976. so was wondering if anyone from the forum remembers fishing that summer , was it relay that hot any memories of that summer and the conditions for fishing i would like to hear some of your stories did tar melt in the road, could you fry a egg on the pavement ha ha or was it just a decent summer compared to to days summers of the last few years cheers andy m
I was 24 in 1976. It was a wild summer that just went on and on. Can't remember much about the fishing but I clearly remember swimming in Loch Barndy.
I was chasing Barbel on the Hampshire Avon and Dorset Stour and hooked and lost a Brown Trout over 10lbs on a chunk of luncheon meat.
1976 ... "Hottest summer since records began". Standpipes fitted in the streets of some towns. Hose pipe bans all over the shop. All due to global warming and Vauxhall and German diesel engines apparently :roll: :roll:
1976, year I left HM Armed Forces. It sure was a hot summer. Rivers were low lochs were too warm.
Think I remember night fishing was reasonable. When it did break there were good runs of migratory fish that were stacked up in the Firth of Clyde. It was a long time ago after all.
Tight Lines
thanks lads so buy what your are saying it was a cracker of a summer . boy fred 24 years old where goes the time dooking in loch brandy. burnie a 10 pound brown trout lost on lunchen meat its good to look back. must have been hard work fishing that summer of 1976 cheers andy m
I hooked and lost a big salmon on the Royalty fishery on a chunk of luncheon meat, think I can feel a fly tying session coming on, need some pink foam I think.
1976. A long time ago and a stark reminder that your youth is just a fleeting moment in time. It's important to take full advantage of all of your years, not just your youth. When I look back at that time in my life it is almost surreal. It's truly amazing how quickly the time passes. Don't procrastinate, grab it with both hands and go for it.
I started serving my apprenticeship as a painter and decorator, great to be working outside on those hot sunny days, 41 years later I am still applying paint and still enjoying my work and dealing with many great customers.
On a Saturday in October of that year the weather broken I caught two salmon from the Bervie water 6lb and 18lb the larger one was sold to a game dealer for £54 three weeks wages to a first year apprentice, no wonder poaching was rife back then.
Great summer for a twelve year old .......... helping my dad with his increasingly bizarre water recycling schemes to keep the veg patch alive and kicking, heading to Headingley to see Greenidge and Fredericks crack magnificent centuries to the soundtrack of the local West Indian calypso beats and long days catching tench, chubb and roach with nothing more than a float and some bread!
I was eighteen.
I remember queuing up to get into the Goldenhill Disco and the sweat was dripping off everyone before we even got in.
Fishing in the Old Kilpatrick Hill lochs during the nights with a big Coachman and a maggot waiting for the splash and the pull when they were chasing the big sedges.
As Fred says you need to make the most of every minute which is why I am presently working through my bucket list.
Unfortunately a lot of my time at present is being wasted while I work and I cannot wait until the day I decide 'fuck it' I have had enough.
That day is not too far away.
Billy
aye billy the flee and maggot was a killer method through the night, the coachman there is a fly thats drifted of my radar was a good fly fished when sedges or small moths were on the water, i remember my brother catching a cracking basket of fish on loch leven all on a coachman. think i will have to try some of the patterns that worked well for me that i seem to over look for a bit more flash or bit marabou wing cheers andy m
I was minus 9.......1985 baby lol
I was just finishing my 5th year at vet school. Certainly never experienced so many continuous days of wall to wall sunshine. Took my fiancé to the west coast, camping, and her main memories were wall to wall midges, standing on beaches in seaweed bonfires :shock: :shock: and finding the longest seaward projecting rocks to keep away from them. She's always been reluctant to return!
Seem to remember it only ended when the Minister of Sport was also given the brief of Minister for Drought - soon after it never stopped raining
was having a wee look at the summer of 1976 in some accounts, the 1st of july in glasgow was 86f and ag barr sold 400,000 gallons o, juice in a week. they were talking about a massive ladybird explosion of biblical terms . and then i rememberd that i was at rhyl in wales miners camp holiday and that was true ladybirds everywhere .you could not help but crush them walking strange how that was. cheers andy m