As I was loading the gear into the truck, the heavens opened and to be fair it had been forecast and was set to fizzle out by midday.
Twenty minutes later I was un doing the padlock and entering the fishery.
It soon become apparent that something did not feel right, the river seemed very quiet, the wind felt cold and all just seemed outta sorts!
Second cast in and the two big juicy lobworms I had flicked out towards the end of a crease were sucked in and it was fish on. Thirty seconds later and it was fish off!!
The hook had pulled and just maybe had been masked by one of the worms?
That turned out to be the only bite of the morning and it wasn't until 3pm after a couple of more moves that another bite was forthcoming.
I had just moved back down the stretch into what is probably the deepest pool. Fast water coming from some shallows while hitting the far bank and forming a nice crease before dropping into deeper water just before a far bank tree at the end of the run.
Two lobs were placed right on the end of the crease and almost straight away the tip pulled round. A fish of around four pound and looking a little rough around the edges had hit the net and saved a blank day.
A few more casts were had but nothing else could be tempted, not even a perch had wanted to play.
The day/hours leading upto this trip I was full of confidence and felt I might of got it right but it was not to be and for whatever reason it all seemed a little lifeless?
I shall keep my eye on the weather and try again soon.
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