My usual spot was taken so I set up where the tree fell down, and hoped for the best. When I arrived it was freezing cold and blowing a gale, but soon turned into a really nice afternoon.
Today is proof that I do not need to catch much in order to enjoy myself. I only had one bite in the swim, and that snapped me. I am disgusted at how weak pre-tied shop bought hair rigs are, and so have started tying my own after this latest incident.
I moved over to across the bridge, and found a new spot for stalking (see map), where I nicked an 8lb common, that gave an amazing fight.
