After weeks of only the very odd shower then rain for a few hours on Tuesday the river was back to being very low and clear on Wednesday, so due to being very frustrated I decided if there were no decent sea trout to catch I would have to play with a few brown trout, armed with some very light tackle and barbless flies I made my way to the middle reaches of the Camel, there was a small evening rise and several showed some interest in a tiny little black thing I had tied, no particular pattern it just worked, after a couple of hours I was beginning to feel much better and not so frustrated, the sound of the river and all the wild life around had given me a dose of what I needed, it is not always what you catch it is the magic of just being there.
Frustration.
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