It's warm, sunny and we've lost that nasty northerly wind, so that can only mean one thing.
Time to get back on the tidal river.
Bass on the top water lures.
Mullet on the fly. Feeding well at the moment.
Two yesterday and two this morning. I took Dicky Boy today, to show him the static fly method.
He loved watching the mullet nosing along the edge, occasionally swirling and bolting. He was less keen on the mud, more specifically the Mud Pit of Doom. He stopped for a breather and found himself stuck.
Rule Number 1, keep moving
He is not alone in this, every "guest" hates it.
Packing the camper for a few days in north Norfolk, with the fly and lure rods of course.
Forecast is hot and sunny. That'll do.
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