"Pay attention to small things. The rewards are inversely proportional "
Liz Vassey
"Mirrored in ponds and seen through gates. Sweet uneventful countryside"
John Betjeman on Essex
Well I agree with Liz but think the Boy Betjeman damns my part of Essex with faint praise.
This week I had a recce in the Fens. Now that is a weird place. Not in an entirely bad way.
The first bit of water visited was deep, deep into banjo country. Lovely quiet lanes, no traffic hum and a deserted waterside. Unfortunately there were multiple No Fishing signs in every possible language.
I checked out a well known rudd river, got very hot, bitten by insects and was driven insane by swans. I hate them. No rudd were caught.
Back home on another tiny beautiful stream I spent hours watching fish, hoping to spot a bullhead or stone loach. None seen unfortunately, but lots of gudgeon, minnows, chublets and dace.
This morning I had a close encounter with a short tailed field vole, how I managed to creep up on him without scaring him I don't know. I was touching distance away. Tiny little thing about two inches long.
Oh, almost forgot. I didn't catch a Stour ruffe either. Patience dear boy, patience.
Hot work in this heat. We could try some Middle Level or 20 Foot recces. And yes, very weird. I'm undecided as to whether Cambs/Norfolk Fens or Lincs Fens are the weirdest, More cabbages Lincs way perhaps .
ReplyDelete