I turned up mid morning with strimmer in one hand a rod in the other. I thought a fair bit of strumming should be rewarded with a couple of hours fishing. The first area for attention was a peninsula with a lovely looking pool that had, apparently, until recently, been aggressively defended by an angry swan.
I left the river happy that I had had 2 fish in 2 trips totalling about 4hrs fishing. Unfortunately the strimming still needed doing so I vowed to return the following day.
Whilst walking the dog in the evening I got a message from Tony, he had a lovely, solid fish at the bottom of the beat. This fish put up a good struggle and by the sounds of it, he was relieved to finally land it.
I did manage to get back to the river the following morning to clear some more grass and nettles. Unfortunately the heavy rain from the night before had brought the river up by several inches, and was colouring up fast.
|Dirty water flowing into the main river from the brook|