With my new rod, my borrowed reel and line, a small box of self-tied flies and the endless patience of Codenamemilo, I ventured on my first foray into fly fishing to the gorgeous Bransford Fisheries this weekend.
Within ten minutes of setting up, and definitely by luck rather than judgement, I caught a rainbow trout on a montana nymph. Shame I freaked out and handed over the rod to bring it in (won't ever hear the last of that one).
A few hours practice and a lot more confidence later, I landed a bigger rainbow on a cat's whisker fly. Terrifying and exhilarating and completely addictive.
Whilst my own performance was definitely not up to Milo's standard who was on ridiculous form, I learned loads, not least that I can't wait to go again.
Totally hooked