|Above the bridge|
There was a chap fishing from the bank a little way up from the bridge, and not long after arriving he landed a 6lb Barbel, taken on a lump of sausage!
Back to the fly fishing, it was slower that it has been previously in this area. The river was quite low with a little colour.
We fished one rod, sharing the the runs and pools. After a little while, I had a take on a GRHE, and caught a small chub.
|Greedy little chub|
We carried on for a little while upstream, but as time was tight, we headed to the pool beneath the bridge, for a few final casts.
Before long Brother Sheffonthefly was into a decent fish - his first on the fly. And what a first fish!
|A nice grayling, caught on a copperjohn fished beneath a royal wulff|
|My brothers first fish on the fly|