Sticking to my plan to catch a variety of species this year I hit the river yesterday afternoon armed with a stick float, some bread and a couple of pointers from James in search of brown trout.
I found them sunbathing in the shallow water but they didn't really want to feed, most just ignoring the bait. I had two hit the bread, jump, and spit the hook - one managing to transfer the hook into a branch about 2 foot above the water - shot in a million!
I persevered and eventually landed two, both gave a spectacular aerial fights, they fight as hard as barbel in the fast water - but the jumping is very impressive.
Mission accomplished I headed home via a celebrator pint in the pub.