Well its been fair old week
Mr Ellis came up for a few days to have a go at our browns, So after months in the planning it was the Law of Sod that dictated the weather would play foul
Nothing quite went to plan, the river was in great shape on monday but the relentless snow just when we hoped for a hatch, put pay to anything other than a trip to the pub to dry out.
Tuesday we headed for the Deveron as planned, see the separate Deveron post
Wednesday we had left open to fish somewhere nice, but the Deveron was rising fast and the Don had gone up and come down over night, with the lower river still running in poor condition we headed for the hills to find the clearer water.
The upper river was in much better shape but running at 6-7degrees, so another day of nymphing with hardly a fly to be seen. At least we picked up a couple of fish. Still that nasty northerly wind, but we did see the strange yellow orb, initial thoughts of alien abduction relaxed as the air temp increased
Thursday was meant to be on the Deveron again, but the snowmelt had it running like Willie Wonka's chocolate river, so with the upper Don starting to do the same, we headed to the lower river and although slightly coloured it was fishable. Again the nasty wind had us working hard, Poor Andrew was starting to feel like we had been beasting him all week, but his loops stayed sharp.
We even had a hatch of uprights to get us excited
One decent fish to get us warmed up, but that was all she wrote....
During the evening in the Pub, the river choose to rise significantly, rendering Friday a total washout on the Don, so the plan was scrapped , Again! and we went in search of fishable water...... (we did find some , but you'll need the Deveron half of the post)
So not the week we had planned, but a great time in fantastic company and the fishing was enjoyed by all, even if the fish spent all week sulking and we had to chuck Nymphs far more than any of us would have liked.
Sandy
