So after praying for rain for weeks it finally came, just as I and Alex arrived at the Kelvin. It was pissing it down and to make things even worse I had forgotton my lucky hat! We were doomed from the beginning. Alex even fell in but by this point it did not really make much diffirence as the rain was so heavy anyway.
What made it even more galling was that the conditions had been perfect all day, overcast/warmish.
In between heavy rain I put on a little dry fly and managed to rise one fish which promtly spat the fly out! When we started fishing the water was crystal clear, after a few hours it was very coloured with bits of weed tangling up on our flies.
To get out of where we were fishing we had to scramble through bushes which is where I got stung on the face with nettles.
Ah yes, urban angling at its best!!
Looking forward to my next outing already!!