May Diaster

Day four and it is Rogers turn to choose again. In fairness to Roger the swims he really wanted to fish did look nice. But the weather had turned quite nasty by now with a cool northwesterly blowing down the valley. To be honest three consecutive days fishing is enough for me and I was contributing very little by way of ideas. We decided to try and get on the other side of the lake to get out of the wind and rain. I am always a bit grumpy but even Chief seemed a bit down, Roger is always his cheerful self provided he can throw a feeder into water and he is in peaceful surroundings. The upshot of this is that we end up on the outlet of the dam. the water is like tapwater and after 2 hours none of us has had a touch. Time for a beer. we get days like this.