I reckon stealth, stealth, and when you've finished with that lot, more STEALTH! (No, this isn't necessarily a freebie ad for Dave Levene...). When I was younger (Aaaaahh! I hear you cry) if I spotted a decent fish on a smallish overgrown stream, I'd far too hurriedly try and cast to it, as best possible, from where I was placed, or within a minute or two therefrom in a 'better' position. These days I'll creep round low like a chameleon on Valium. It may take 10 minutes to get into the best, closest, safest position, but the success rate is immeasurably greater. The trouble is, so my team mates tell me, I've successfully transferred these skills to my midfield dynamo role in my social soccer side.
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