Was poodling about today in the old jam jar on an errand run and the cloud made way for a brief period for the sun to shine through. The temperatures rose a little and managed to place a smile on my face. I was in a valley in Hertfordshire with some fishing tackle in the boot of the car.
With the car parked up I went for a reccy. First stop the bakers. A small independent firm of bread and pastry makers and retailers who sell a not too bad sausage roll - the pastry variety. Armed with a couple of fresh bread rolls I crossed the road and made my way to the bridge which traversed the chalkstream.
The river was running quite clear in the margins but the ripple was strong from the flow.
It's a well known local spot for fish and i wanted to know to what extent this part of the river held fish in order that I might chuck a fly. Ordinarily one would go and shake a tree except that there aren't any at this part. So I broke the bread and dropped some in the fast current to watch for Piscean activity. Nothing on the first drop. The second drop found me tossing some crust into a different part of the current and as the bread floated gently downstream a flitting rise was seen followed by a commotion of fish disturbance.
Just at that point a woman with her husband beaming away in the background barked at me...
"Do you know that the ducks are on the other side of the bridge?"
My patience held and I advised her that I wasn't really interested in ducks! Could I be arsed to tell her what I was up to? No.
She stayed in the same position and repeated the question. Oh **** it.
The up shot of it was I'll be back tomorrow subject to the weather and if I see her again and she asks me about ducks she will be joining them.
Oh for a bit of peace and quiet.

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[COLOR="Blue"]"A fish seen is a fish nearly caught"[/COLOR]

Reckon she fancies you, mate. Tomorrow could be your lucky day.

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"Take not out your 'ounds on a werry windy day" Surtees.

Yep, I'm with Bill.
She did'nt say "ducks" , clean yer ears oot

That isn't too bad. I've actually had people come up to me while I'm fishing and ask me, "What are you doing?". Now don't forget these people are allowed to vote and reproduce!!!

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"He either fears his fate too much,
Or his desserts are small,
Who dares not put it to the touch,
To win or lose it all!"

Funny A gamekeeper asked me the very same question as I trundled a worm through some hallowed water in the wilds of Dorset way back in the mists of timeI think I said Fishing Seem to recall we were not reading from the same page.Loopy you should try the hovis fly it really works especially when the moths are up

Best JP