"Go Fishing"
"What?"
"You heard me, go fishing, I want to get the house cleaned"
VROOOOOOOM!
So, I took myself off to Rathcon, amazed at the generosity bestowed upon me by the missus, she must be after something expensive in retaliation I think!
I had a great day out apart from not getting my strike correct when fishing dries for some reason and lost a lot of fish that should have been in the net but never mind, there was better to come as I switched over to nymphs and immediately landed this little fellow.
I was surprised to see such a well developed kype on a fish of about 3lbs, he was a real fighter too.
I got a visit from the resident cob who was wondering what all the splashing was about - the photo turned out better than it looked in the view finder and I am quite chuffed with it.
Looking to the right of this photo you can see the willow that I station myself next to for the sedge bonanza that starts around 9 - 9:30.
Normally the Great Red Sedge does not appear until dusk but this chappy must have set his alarm clock wrong as he climbed out onto the reeds right next to me.
When dusk fell it was time to tie on the deer hair and start twitching and this was one of the greedy feckers that came up for it.
He was joined a little while later by his bigger brother who decided to take me out to the backing and perform some spectacular aerobatics coming out of the water about 3 feet in the air.
He really knackered my sedge and it was so dark I was lucky to change the tippet and tie on a new one and manage to get one more to the net to finish the day in grand style by being able to tick off every weight box in the returns book!
A day to ponder over later.