Saturday the 18th, its my birthday and I'm determined to fish no matter what. The weather is shit and wind is howling but at 8.30 I'm on the boat.
Back to lots of fish swimming straight past my fly, I'm changing fly every few minutes and there is no way they are taking my offering!
Cut to 5 hours later, I'm done. For the entire time I was alone on the lake, not a soul to be seen anywhere and it felt like just me and mother nature - and she was winning!
I get home and find I have the aching in the left wrist back again. Luckily we have Clare and Alba staying the night, Clare is an osteopath. She explains that I have the beginning of tennis elbow due to my retrieval technique... I have to develop more style in my casting and retrieving.
As for the trout, they eluded me today and the whole of last week - I ask myself - how can a fish outwit me? What does that say about me!
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