During autumn and winter (if it’s not freezing) I love to go after Pike in our old Dutch polders. Walking for hours and hours and not meeting anyone else, except maybe my fishing pal. What we do meet is a lot of wildlife. How many times did my heart jump when suddenly a big Hare takes off right in front of my feet! They are so good at keeping a low profile until the very last moment. The same goes for Jack Snipe. Those lovely delicate birds can flutter up at the most unexpected moments. Golden moments. In the meantime we cast our streamers or spinners in the shallow water in search of pike and the odd perch.