She did not want to go home though , slinked off into the woods , she did !
It was good to have a bit of a catch up- re new lures that we have bought , and new tackle, trips , forums and blogs.
made some plans for future trips and then came home.
Penned this little thought -
Water, water, everywhere, nowhere can I fish.
Raging stream, colour of mud.
Reed bed flat,rapid moving ,unstoppable flood.
Weir-pools,eddies, falls and bend, nowhere can I fish.
Foaming, raging, angry, deadly, nowhere can I fish !