Yesterday marked the end, at least where I am, of a welcome warm spell in the UK, weather-wise. As a result, we spent the afternoon by my local river, whereupon I witnessed one of the biggest mayfly hatches I’ve ever seen… and didn’t have my rod.
In actual fact, as I have neither the permission to fish the stretch of river I was on, nor a UK rod licence (having only just returned to the country!) I could not have fished the water even if I did. However, watching the fish rising in their hundreds was great, but I couldn’t quite get over the pangs and became all-too-aware of the feeling that I would dearly have loved to have been fishing – and not just a spectator.
So let us know – what’s the best (worst!) thing you’ve seen when you didn’t have your fly rod???
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