When you're the only soul fishing on a mile long stretch of river, and the next bloke who comes along still has to set up practically on top of you
People who set up directly opposite you and then cast their lead so far into your side of the pool you pretty much get sprayed with water when it hits the surface
Canoeists who must be related to the bloke in my first hate. Theyve got a mile stretch of river with no anglers but decide your swim is the perfect place to practice their eskimo rolls
Escaped maggots in car + summer = flies coming from seemingly nowhere for days. Bitter experience this one!
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