Monday was wet, very wet. I did load up the charabanc but this was as near as I got to actually fishing. Though it was full I think it would have been fishable but the rain said no. Well, I did but the rain was bellowing in my ear as well.
Even wetter today and though I did contemplate getting some worms from Dangling Indirect for the last hour I knew my angling year had probably come to an end although I might sneak in an early start on the 31st to see if I can add to my small year list. I think it's around a bakers dozen whilst the Essex Scribbler's list is around 70 odd.
Settled for Now at Least Prodigal, the Leeds Connection and Oldest Little Un and I headed instead for the bleak coast and after a couple of false stops ended up in Sheringham, Twixt Pine and Sea for coffee and cake in the Whelk Coppers. Which was nice.
Always the same this time of year. Days off but bad weather, or rivers perfect but working!
ReplyDeleteIndeed. River must be bob on right now.
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