You know that you have fished somewhere a long time when you notice that when you first started to fish somewhere there was no actual path.
I managed an hour or so after work and the sun was fairly blazing in the sky however I knew where I could find some shade and headed there. I caught my first trout on the dry fly within a few casts however by the time it came to my hand it was gone. I was using an olive comparadun and sadly it turned out that this would be my only trout as even though I covered a few more they were just not in the mood – very sporadic risers.
I wandered up to a corner pool where rising trout is guaranteed however they were all just a foot beyond where I could cast. I moved further forward until I reckoned I was balanced on the abyss and managed to spook them. I waded to the other side of the river and found a lovely wee beach where if I had just gone their in the first place I would have actually caught the trout.
There was olives on the water and enormous Large Dark Olives dancing around – it was great to be back!
This sounds quite like my trip to a pool over my way on Monday when the sun came out. When I arrived not much happening at my usual spot, lots of Mayflies few rises but nothing taking my dry. Moved along to another spot where far more were rising, with the sun shining you could see the trout in the water and seeing the trout rising. Within a few casts first little brownie, then after another few casts my second. Then it went dead… and that was the only action out of the 4 days I’ve been out recently – Well bar the one I had lost on day 2. The rest of the time just rain, frustration and 100 different fly changes and combos! But glad to get to the water again.
To be fair looks like you have been more consistent than me!