On the fly...
The chalkstreams of southern England ring once more to the sounds of the ecstatic muttering of experts and barely audible profanities of duffers alike at the start of another fly-fishing season. It is a timely reminder of the pleasing symmetry in the passage of the countryside year for the person who both shoots and fishes. Shooting folk who exercise their skills on moor or covert between mid-August and early
