Despite the Solstice the days have been dark and frankly cold so far this this year. Today was no exception and the stinky and battered old wax coat was donned over the thermals and fleece. I headed off down below a favourite bridge to where an old drainage ditch, a stile and the start of a long stretch of reed cover on the far bank caught my eye. Two joeys were placed to near and far margins.
I'd just sent this phone shot of the swim on Instagram when the far bank joey was away. Even through the chop the fish was plain to see in the clear water, darting and twisting down in the deepish margin. Heavily leached (only on the other flank) and a plump pike indeed.
Despite several leapfrogs that was my lot and by 4 I was off the river and longing for the charabanc heater to start pumping out hot air.