On a whim headed right up towards the end of the syndicate stretch. Shocked to see that someone (presumably those guardians of nature the Environment Agency) had taken out all the far bank cover right down from the Mill to the first bridge. And left it all along the near bank. Looked worse as the river was being run down. You can see it's about 3 feet down. At least it wasn't total chainsaw carnage. Note to hobby grazers. Flood plains flood.
As I cursed the river began to run off even harder. I did have two fish on briefly, defintely pike not broon trooot and one take that didn't really develop right at my feet as dog walkeress wondered if she would ever see an otter and didn't I find them just adorable? Ok, last hour with flake and lobs on the bridge pool (by now puddle). Cue loud shrieks and splashes as family having fun throw big flints in the river, right on the primed crease . Bollocks.