Another meeting at the place with a wee river running past it – I was a little early and stopped the car to look at the pool where I caught the trout last time. I watched several trout rising – I had no time so went to the meeting – it ended up taking longer than I thought, I did not mind though as it meant I could have a cast at the end of the day before going home.
I walked along the edge of this little stream – a lot of it is unfishable or to be more accurate very difficult to fish. I never seen a trout.
I only seen a trout at the pool which I promptly spooked as the water is deep and slow. I then managed to get one on a pheasant tail nymph (tied traditionally with no thread) fished under a dropper. After another ten mins I had come in contact with a couple of fish and the pool was spooked.
I crept up and peered into the pool – it was stuffed with fish – obviously the one I had caught was one of the tiddlers. I tried casting to them from where I was watching however they were very spooky and would bolt around the pool every time they seen the indicator. Sometimes the nymph would drift past almost at their noses however the trout would pay it no attention. Eventually I stood up and the trout scattered.