back to blank

A session after work tonight resulted in a blank. The nearest I came to a fish was the couple of sharp chub taps early on in the session.

The river was very clear and low but there were plenty of fish topping up until dark.

It was nice to be at the river again, despite a blank.

Here's a tune I thought about while I was sitting there, just waiting for a bite, looking at the sky and watching the martins swoop for insects.