The temperatures are increasing, the days are getting longer and the predicted bad winter hasn't happened, what could possibly go wrong.
With the river at summer levels I wondering where to go so decided to stay local, take along the camera and make a complete day of it, if the fishing wasnt too good there is always something to point the camera at, so thats exactly what I did yesterday.
Setting off from the carpark just after 10am I walked downstream hoping to glimpse any fly life coming off the river as the last couple of days have seen bright sunshine and warm temperatures, apart from a few midges there wasnt that much happening.
First thing I came across was the abundance of wild flowers, mainly snow drops but a few crocus throw into the mix also.
First few pools didn't result in anything and after almost an hour of fishing I decided to change tact from the european nymphing style I had started out on and changed over to spiders. I had it in my head that the fish wouldn't be hugging the bottom of the deep pools but instead would be in the faster water with a possibility of looking upwards and not downwards for their food. Sure enough 20 minutes or so later I was into the first fish of the day, in this case an out of season trout which if I were to be honest was in a poor state so released immediately in the water without even hitting the net.
Moving downstream I came to my favourite part of this stretch which is where the path pulls you through a bit of fir wood, it always seems magical as I enter it and it was nice to get out the wind for a short time.
Deciding to fish the pacy water, it was again drawing a blank & it wasnt until I had dropped right down to the very bottom of the runs in the slacker water which was no more than 1 ft deep did I register the another fish, & I was playing the first grayling off the day.
Nothing big by any standards but it was a Grayling and I was thankful for it.
As I sat there letting time go by I got my photographic head on and started playing around with the camera for a few moments. This being the Ivy that was reaching up the tree trunk I was leaning against.