Short report from this evening
Popped down to the local tonight for an hour or so after work, and how glad am i that i did?!
Pulled up and got out the car, much cooler than a couple of nights ago and much less in the way of flies(grannom) around. I got the gear on and walked downstream a while looking for rising fish, after some time and nothing spotted feeding off the top i decided to clamber in and wade back up to the car prospecting here and there and generally seeing what happened.
I'd just put up when a a circle appeared ten yards infront of me, i watched as a couple more appeared further up in the tail of a riffle(how i love riffles!

). There were the odd grannom coming down so this is what i put to the circles, 40mins later i'd had three brownies, only small but full of spirit!
I carried on up the stretch chancing the fly in bubble lines/creases and the odd chug in a slack but nothing happened until i'd circumnavigated Mrs Mallard and her miniture regatta of offspring, once again i placed the fly just on the edge of the flow half way down a nice pool when up came a snout and it disappeared, a nice fish of around 10 ounces was soon in a chilled hand before the barbless steel was slipped out and he was on his way.
The next half an hour was quiet, i could see some way upstream and nothing could be seen moving so i decided to jump out and leapfrog up to the next set of riffles.
I worked my way up them until i was almost back at the car, the fly went out down one side of the main current, nothing, the other(far)side and "sip" the fly was gone. I lifted the rod and immediately felt the weight of a good fish, shortly before the line fizzed through the first finger of my rod hand and a very handsome brownie leaped three feet into the air! He went upstream, he went downstream, the cane bent under the cork but thankfully there were no roots where he could smash me. Eventually i had him in the net, and i slipped the fly out of his lip while he lay in the mesh. I took a couple of snaps and a quick vid of him on his way, as his spots melted away into the depths i was suddenly aware my legs were shaking!

You dont get many fish like that in this stream(14.5ins), but when you do i for one cant help but be totally in awe of them, just incredible creatures for such tiny waters. You just cant beat the unexpected in fishing, it's got to be one of the biggest reasons we keep going back, it cetainly is for me. Needles to say i'm enjoying a glass of the good stuff as a write this...
Vid...
Brown trout from the stream... on Vimeo
Roll on saturday!
Tight lines,
Graham