Lucky

I would class my self as lucky , two lovely kids
good parents , top mates some of which are
cracking company when fishing good health
(touch wood)
.................. Oh and a wife who allows me to enjoy
all (don't tell her)
After having a good day with Mike on the Ribble
I had resided myself to house duties cleaning ect
a call from Rob inviting me to the Hodder for a
evening session.
My head was filled with images of days gone by
on this most beautiful of rivers and the fish that
swim her .
I told Melanie and to my surprise I was in ''Luck ''
a quick word with Rob and we were away .
As usual we chatted away , the journey soon passed
as we put the world to rites.
The water was up from our last visit and I decided
to fish a Woolly Worm on the point and Peeping Caddis
on the dropper .
The first pool brought a good bang , it amazes me how
a fish can hit a fly so hard without hooking itself ?
I dropped into the second pool , Rob was following
down behind , the river has been worked on the large
stones making a small waterfall and in turn that making
a pool ideal for holding migratory fish .
I cast turned to see how Rob was doing and then the rod
was almost pulled from my grasp with a great take ,
the silver flank of what must have been a Sea Trout flashed
in the turbulent water , I could see and feel every shake of
it's head . Just as I was winning the battle the hook lost it's
hold $*# !! for the second time in two days I lost half decent
Sea Trout .
I moved on to the pool below and took a nice Brownie we
fished on into the dark the occasional splash giving away
the fact Sea Trout were about but alas my chance had
gone ..... until next time .