By the end of the session He was managing to get a line out, which is no mean feat, we older fly fishermen forget how hard it is to master the timing required to cast a fly line!
An enjoyable couple hours in good company, Chris tells me he enjoyed himself and he and Mrs B enjoyed their evening meal! Hopefully I have given him an insight to the noble art of Game Fishing.
For the fisherman amongst my readers, It was a bright day with a light variable wind, although fish were rising earlier in the session, they were not taking any of the standard dry flies, I tried Daddys, Small Blacks, Foam beetles, muddlers, and various buzzers. I also tried teams of traditional wets and even a lure or two but didn't get a touch. Until we moved position and I tried another Daddy just drifting in a small ripple, The fish I took came out of the depths and almost took me by surprise. after that we didn't see another rise. But as an Irish friend of mine once said "That's the Fishing for you"
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