Spur of the moment dash to the mill pool. so spur of the moment that I forgot my landing net. Less haste more speed next time. I did several tip risking swings to hand but nothing that needed careful hand lining in. More drop shotters and a fellow trotter in situ, I gloatingly observed to myself as I packed up in the damp gloom that I was the only one to have caught in the the hour I was there. Pride has come before my next fall.....
Corn doing the business again.
Well done Waaak
ReplyDeleteif fish like that fell as often as the autumn leaves...
ReplyDeleteDeffo a good time of year to find them before they head for winter quarters.
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