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ROB MAYLINMICHAEL
and FRIENDS
BOND
To ny Globetrotter Davies - Pa t r i c k
Ve ry sad news… Rod Hutc hi ns o n , t h e c a r p a n gl i n g l e g e n d ,
d i ed today. I knew he’d bee n i l l fo r q u i te a wh i l e , a n d I h o p e
t h at his final days were p a i n le s s. M y fo n d m e mo ri e s we re
d r inking together all nigh t a t D u n s ta b l e, b u t eve n h a p p i er
m emories were his earlier ye ar s wh en h e wa s yo u n g e r a n d
i n better health, when his i n c re di b le s en s e o f h u m ou r wa s i n
f u l l swing. His first boo k, “ Ro d Hu tc hi ns o n’ s Ca rp B o o k ”, wa s
p u blished by my fishing pa rt n er, M i ke B enwe l l . T h e n h e re wa s
t h e amazing “Redmire per i o d w i t h Ya te sy ” a n d h i s c o m i c a l
a r ticles in the very early m aga zi ne ’ s p re -h a i r ri g d ays . H e wa s
a t rue legend,and an even g re ate r m an . Re st i n p e a ce , o l ’ b oy.
M ay the carp gods forever ke ep yo u r l i n e si n g i n g .
J a son Holton
I ’ m absolutely gutted; he wa s s u c h a l ove ly a n d f u n ny g uy,
a n d he was only 73. Every n i gh t a f te r sc h o o l i n t h e e arly 8 0 s ,
I was up t ill after midnigh t re ad i n g a n d re re a d i n g th e b i b l e
( ” Carp”, and later on, “Ca rp N ow a n d T h en” ) , exc i te d a b o u t
my Saturday ’s fishing, whi c h wa s a lways c ar p i n g o n th e R ive r
Trent in those days. I’ll n eve r fo rg e t t h e f i rs t t ime I m et h i m
m any years ago when he ca m e to P la n et Ca r p to me e t t h e l a d s
a n d for a bit of book sign i n g . H e t u rn e d u p i n a p ai r o f o l d
j o gging bo ttoms covered i n b a s e mi x , a s h e wa s o f f to Fran c e ! !
B r ian Ingram
He was the Man – a brilli a n t wr i te r, tru e p i o n e e r, a n d t h e
b i ggest influence to me by fa r wh en I s ta rte d c ar p f i s h i n g . I
h o pe he’s guesting (Rod’s p h ra se ) o n s o m e he ave n ly wa te r fo r
t h ose iconic carp that are a ls o n o lo n g e r w i t h u s . R I P, S i r Ro d
J u lian P Cundiff
Ye sterday we lost a true le g en d o f c arp f i sh i n g, a nd l a te r t h i s
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