Document 629

Dipper: 17 - Piscatorial Penitence

Author(s): Dr James A Begg

Copyright holder(s): Dr James A Begg

O Roderick MacCallum, Esquire, o Stirlin,
My cheeks are aa blushes, my puir lugs are dirlin
Frae that flytin, three stanza, poetic rebuke,
On the seiven (lucky nummer!) o saumon I tuik
Frae the Doon on the flee: an I hope ye remember
I caught aa my fish in the month o September.
It's a credit tae me that I steyd sane an sober,
For I ne'er had a Pouk throu the hale o October;
Tho I fished the same flee - tae my great consternation,
It workit ower weel for Fish Conservation!


Following my best ever day's fishing on the River Doon, this piece appeared in the Fishing Reports of “Trout and Salmon”:

"September 16 was a particularly memorable day for Dr. Jimmy Begg, of Ayr, when he landed seven salmon on fly. They weighed in at 8lb, 8lb, 8lb, 8lb, 6lb, 6lb, and 5lb, and were all taken on his own version of the Stinchar Stoat's Tail tied on a one-inch copper tube."

The wee poem above was dashed off in ten minutes, in reply to my close friend Roddy's verses on this feat, gently chiding and deriding my claims to be a Salmon Conservationist.

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dirlin/reverberating
pouk/bite or pull

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Dipper: 17 - Piscatorial Penitence