The river had been up and down since my last visit three days ago and although lower was carrying more colour. Not longer after settling the float above a piece of lamprey shot away at a rate of knots. A tiny little pike soon popped up to the surface, here it simply opened it's mouth and came adrift. I sat in the swim for another hour with out any action before moving, then moving again and again. The fifth swim produced a classic bit of bobbing about to a smelt on top of the shelf. that produced nothing. I waited a bit longer in this swim, changing the large smelt for a sprat. This produced a couple more bits of bobbing about that came to nothing. A couple more swims produced nothing.
I still no idea why I take time off to fish the last few days of the river season, it never lives up to my expectations. Still two more days to go. I don't think fishing Wednesday will be a good idea and it may well ruin Thursday. So tomorrows cunning plan had better work.
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