Late Season Wrap Up..
It’s June now but it’s mild and lovely. I’m in the workshop most days building a fly tying desk for myself. I’ll write a blog about the whole build. I’m over three quarters way through and enjoying the whole process. This is a time of year I really love. Little to no guiding, I step back from work. I look after the kids, the house, the garden, make stuff in the workshop, travel and fish. I sort of retire for 4 months. The seasonal nature of the job means I have no choice. I think it’s the best thing about being a guide down here near the bottom of the South Island.
Recently I said goodby to my great old friend Bob Toffler. Those of you who’ve been on here over the years will have been familiar with him. Many of my friends knew him and had great time for him too. I met him over 25 years ago in the US and we were great friends from the start. I’ll compile some photos and write a piece about him in the near future. I’lll miss him!
The Singaporean gang have recruited a new member to the party. Tuck. We had a good trip around Southland and a bit locally. Nice thing about having Tuck around was his “friends” took the piss out of him more than me. Quite a relief.. Great craic with Singapores finest as always..
The big fish theme continued through March and April with quite a few fish between 8 and 8.5. It’s so good to see these tanks sliding into the net. Myself and Robbie saw a few on a couple of still-waters, sighted and blind taken on dries, nymphs and buggers depending on conditions.
I hope to get out soon with Jeff and Robbie, probably not at the same time but who knows, for a bit of winter fishing. It’s been good so far. Check out my flies over on Fulling Mill. If you’d like book a trip you can get in touch on ronan@sexyloops.com or visit my website.
My thoughts as always are with the people of Gaza and now Lebanon. One genocide isn’t enough for you know who..
Tight lines… Ronan..

besides but there were a few more chances.




although I’d never tell them that!







































a green light to revisit my old stomping ground.













