Hot and Cold
Another wee trip down the Clyde Valley looking for Grayling, another bright sunny and a fair bit colder morning, another slightly dirty and lifted river.
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I arrived first, it had started a stunning day with horizon to horizon blue skies in the Forth Valley, with mist that was sure to burn off and the first signs of an early morning nip that heralds that inexorable downward slope towards winter, long nights and short days.
Read MoreI had not really intended to fish Sunday, after all the weather app on my phone suggested Sunday was to be a rotten day.
Read MoreDown to where the steadier water is, there was an abundance of fly life, a veritable smorgasbord of flying trout protein, but I saw maybe two fish rise and they were clearly tiddlers as I sat and watched.
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