I managed to get out this weekend...
I met up with this chap...
And this geezer...
We fished round the corner from where this bloke used to live...
And like anyone else out this weekend got hammered by this...
Still, we managed to do a bit of this...
And a bit of this...
We caught some of these...
Plus a few of these...
As I packed up I stood in a fresh pile of this...
And Rob, who was down wind, went a bit like this!
The End
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ReplyDeleteNice piece of work.
ReplyDeleteWas that you lot opposite the church fishing all in a line? I went and did half an hour in the mill but the rods were jumping about in the rest in a force six blowing straight at me. We saw you out the window of the Dirty Duck just across from the chain ferry.
ReplyDeleteYes mate it was us by the church. We started off on the concrete on the weir but the wind was so bad we moved up river. We would of held out on the weir but none of the big mommas seemed to be in residence. The good news though was we were getting loads of bites all over the river. The fish seemed to have sparked into life with this rise in temp.
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