Prospecting

Me and TCG decided to try another little river,  again, it looked perfect, lots of flow and a bit of colour.

In short, it was another great day. Fish from half a dozen or more swims, mostly really good sized dace with some nice roach and chub thrown in.

You learn so much about the river when trotting. Where the snags are, the deep and shallow bits, where the fish like to sit. Your brain is constantly processing information and building a picture of what lies beneath.

Catching fish from multiple swims was encouraging, the river had a big pollution incident and number of years ago and suffers from severe abstraction issues, but it seems that life carries on, at least in some places.

Downstream of a little outfall was an absolute discourage. Baby wipes and all types of detritus everywhere, in addition to the discarded cans and plastic bottles that we apparently have to accept as the norm.

Next to nobody gives a damn about it and you can be sure "the authorities" will do absolutely feck all about any of it. Makes me so bloody angry.

Before the weather turns again we've got a couple more small streams to try for a monster dace. But really, I just like farting about in knew places.

Oh, and I involuntarily cheered two Man Utd goals yesterday. Don't know what came over me.