Into the valley
Fished the pockets and the deeper, steadier sections with same team of flies as before. First fish was an 8", solid bar of silver that spent more time in the air than the water. Unfortunately it wriggled out of my grasp before I got a photo, so I was left guessing whether I'd caught my second ever sewin, or my first ever salmon. Was spotties after that, including best fish of the holiday so far that punched well above its weight in the fast current.
Fin perfect
Again it was the goldhead GRHE on the point that took the honours, with just a single fish coming on the top dropper.
One on the Partridge
There was some good news when I got back to the house - Angus had decided that he'd had enough of being hungry and mobbed by crows, buzzards and squirrels and had allowed Alex and and his wife, Emma, to finally catch him after four days on the run.
The wanderer has returned!
Found him safely installed on the lawn looking like butter wouldn't melt in his mouth, but then again who'd argue with him?!
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