Early trout and wet feet

My first short session on the river today and it certainly looked stunning. Blackthorn in flower, swallows over the water meadows, grannom over the water, and a few fish quickly on to them. My first trout of the season wasn’t an especially big one, but it was certainly feisty, leaping all over the place and then racing downstream. In my effort to bring it to hand I had to slip into the margin, where the water was much deeper than I thought and immediately filled my thigh boots. I drained the water, and in the next hour rose another five fish, and for once all of them fastened.

Will Bown