Before I was even set up James had risen and missed 2 or 3 fish!
It wasn’t long when I started to get some action myself. As the bugs swung round and up on my French Leader and I started to lift I thought I spotted a swirl- or was it just the water vortexing round some rocks? I put the fly in there again, nothing, then once more, this time a take, and a lovely wee summer Grayling of about 25 cms was landed on a pheasant tail nymph.
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Our cottage is literally 20 yards from the Llangollen canal so I thought I might wet a line in there. I had seen a guy fishing in the canal at Trevor and he was catching on ‘bread punch’ whatever that is with a tiny wee stick float.
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I knew I was in trouble as I pulled up in the car park with no one on the small ponds and not a single fish showing. I decided on a 2 hour permit on the main loch and tackled up. Speaking to a few anglers it was clear that it was not going to be easy. One chap had been there “all day” and had two fish to show for it plus a few small browns in the evening. It seemed everyone else was blanking (not that it was busy).
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When I got out my scratcher late on Friday morning, after a night shift, I had a text from the competition secretary at Stirling Castle Angling Club asking if I would be interested in being part of a team to fish the Scottish National Clubs Championships heat at Lake of Menteith.
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