with my brother mick.Started off very slow indeed with
only one grayling attacking my f- fly near the bridge.
spoke to a few other anglers and no one was doing very
well but went through everything i could think of that
might work eg spiders/nymphs .there was nothing rising
so we thought that nymphs would be the answer but i only
managed one take on a black spider but lost it.
chilled out for a while with some coffee from micks kelly
kettle and studied the water and the odd mayfly which
were producing no takes.
after the break mick made is way upstream with me
staying put.I put on a grizzly wulff and worked it down the
margins after a couple of casts i managed to rise a trout
which was not taking off the top but must have been
irritated enough to have a slash at the big bushy fly.
after 3 or 4 decent trout all on the wulff i caught this one
below which took some landing in the fast flow.
16 inches with a spade tail this was close to a couple of
pounds and the best river trout of the season for myself.
Mick came back down to where i was fishing just in time to
witness me trip up mid stream and end up sitting on the
bottom with water coming over my waders.i swiftly jumped
up and hurriedly got my phone out of my waterlogged
waistcoat to see it was ok with mick laughing is head off
didn't make the pain any easier because i had banged my
kneecap on a rock (bit like funny bone bang).
back to the fishing with my grizzly wulff still being taken
with mick asking for one which i promptly gave him but
he couldn't make it work which made it even better.
It got to about nine with mick trying to drag me out of
the river but the takes never stopped and i ended up
with 9 decent trout and lost twice as many.
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