On my Iceland trip, i was just getting over having landed my best salmon ever 98cm which took me 500yards downstream, jumping over rocks and boulders while the fish ploughed on relentlessly.
I found myself at my favourite pool, here.
I landed a small grilse at the top of the pool, before puttting a heavy tube down the bottom half. one cast bounced off the cliff and landed an inch or two from the rock face. immediately the fly became stuck fast and i was convinced i had hooked the rock, until i saw the line, slowly, very slowly moving upstream! - I put a bit of pressure on and the fish shot upstream around the rocks you can see in the picture. I had to wade out and free her which was a nightmare in the fast water, but finally had my prize, a 94cm hen fish.
I was chuffed to bits with this fish, but kept at it and finally reached this tiny pool.
again, out went the fly and it swung under the overhanging bank. the line shot tight, and i confess i struck rather than letting the line go. no matter, as a bar of silver shot out of the water and crashed back. It was another very good fish! this one turned out of the tiny pool and headed back to sea down a very strong current. (remember i was fishing with a 7weight 9 footer) i ran after him sweating like god knows what.. finally more by fluke than skill we managed to bully him into the net when he was far from ready but it was a sea liced beauty of 88cm, again a hen.
THis was turning into a fantastic afternoon, but i had another pool to fish,
This is one of my favourite spots, as the river splits at the tail of the pool where there's a large rock. it always holds a fish or two if you can drift the fly properly! anyway, right on cue, next to the bend in the river, the line pulled slowly from my hand and i was in again! another good fish exploded out of the water before, you guessed it, heading over the lip of the pool and down! more running after it, and traversing the river while the fish fought like a madman downstream from me. the hook held again, and i finally landed another lovely fish of 86cm! that was it. 3 MSW salmon and a grilse from an intimate little river in a few hours - wonderful.
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... A good un was when I was on an advanced party to Leven prior to an International.... The England Captain (Steve Peart) and I shared a boat for a first day practise... on leaving the boat moorings and steadily motoring out into the loch, I heard him mutter " a penguine"....... I asked him "pardon Stevie?".... he again mumbled " What's a penguine doing there... what is a penguine doing on Leven?"...... I asked him again "what are you on about?".... He then said "Oh F**k... you heard me didnt you? ... of all the people to hear me talking out loud"..... For eveyones information, the Penguine was a Cormorant sat on the bank..... 
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