Category: Trips

Can anyone find my MoJo?

After a crappy on-call week ( not that it was especially bad other than in the way that any on-call week is crap as you are apt to be dragged out your bed at some god-forsaken hour and asked to look at something thats broke , knowing that probably 2-3 others have tried and failed so far) I wanted to go catch the evening rise somewhere, wher  I know there are fish in front of me. Never having done Orchill in an evening, and having a score to settle from my lost monster and other near misses escapade a few weeks back I headed there.

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Toughing it out

A glutton for punishment, it was up to Pendreich again for an evening of warm sunshine, plentiful fly life, a ripple on the water and eager Brown Trout begging to take a well presented dry fly.

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In the company of Damsels

It’s a call out weekend so fishing choices are limited by phone and pager. I went up to Pendreich on what looked like a perfect fishing afternoon. Breezy enough to create a little wave, bright but not glaringly so, and reasonably warm but not roasting. Surely the fish would be on the top and feeding.

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