My midweek idea of going to a rather special loch up north for the first trip of the season didn't materialise ,i guess after another busy week at work i couldn't be bothered with the thought of an early start and a long drive, a more leisurely start to the day on one of the local rivers sounded a lot more appealing. Col was cool with this and the only decision left to make was which river, I fancied a session on Cols local and i think Col fancied a cast on my local river as it often throws up a big trout early season. As it turned out mother nature would have the final say and on friday we got some light but persistent rain, the first rain in weeks infact!, just in time for the first weekend of the season and enough to colour up both rivers and make them more or less unfishable.
Our plan B was to have a look at some of the burns in the area in the hope that they would be running a bit clearer.First we had a look at the burn i cut my teeth on as a boy, as soon as i set my eyes on it again i felt a strong urge to fish there again and rediscover all pools i used to fish regularily after school.But first we had a look at another burn a few miles up the road which contains some better than average trout , on arrival it was still running dirty and unfishable but in truth i was pleased when we found ourselves back on my boyhood burn!
and a few more followed