Scratching for bits

I've been confined to barracks by Covid. Fortunately it's been quite a mild dose, and I've worked through it as well by the medium of Teams. Only just getting some taste and a minute amount of smell back. Food tasted like this.

even though it looked like this

Yesterday was the first time I've left the extensive grounds of BureBoi Villas for  a week. Just a quick drive round the syndicate beats to check for malingerers and chancers, of which there were none. Nice  to see the dace and roach on the gravels. 

Celandines and fresh and fiery nettles emerging.

Once the single LFT line appeared for the second day in  a row and the murk lifted late this morning I headed off to a nearby pond to see if it's inhabitants had woken up,  and it was tough going despite the gentle conditions. And the first ginger beer al fresco of the year which did register 6/10 in the presence of taste test.

A few small roach and a lost bream and the only thing to grace the stink net was this portly skimmer. All the fish felt like blocks of ice and surface movement was minimal though there was a brief hatch of something. Bream Slayer was fishless when I left but I'd expect him to have winkled one or two out  before he packed up.