It’s been a while since I posted here, mainly because I have been busy guiding, teaching or if I am honest … away fishing … a bit. Well, a week in Ireland and then another in Scotland to be precise! Where exactly did the last few months go … and what happened to part two of this? Apologies, I had good intentions when the site was first launched but let’s say things changed here a little bit through the season.
Now that the close season has arrived I always feel a slight air of gloom. Although this morning it looks like the sun is going to put in an appearance as I write this … even so; so much for the Indian summer. Yesterday it battered down relentlessly as I am sure you noticed; certainly the car park remained very empty. That is all except for one van belonging to Chris Short. A regular visitor to the fishery I greeted him with “You must be mad” as he climbed out of his car in something approaching a monsoon. His retort was “Well, I can’t lay blocks today, so why not go fishing … after all its only rain!” Good on him!!!
A few hours later he returned clutching this stunning 8 1/2lb Rainbow, his best fish to date and he has only been fly fishing for a few months. He was ecstatic and despite the miserable weather we both had smiles on our face. He was happy with his fish while I was delighted for him. Chris had braved the weather, enjoyed the lake to himself and walked away with a reward for his efforts. Suddenly there was a ray of sunshine across Exe Valley, despite the thick cloud, torrential rain and nonexistent visibility.
I have another story attached to the title of this blog, which is what I had really intended to write about, but after yesterday’s events I will elaborate some more next time. Right now the sun is shining (amazing!) and I have some guests turning up to try their hand at fishing. Apparently one of them has been seriously ill, so I hope that fishing will work its healing magic on them.