I decided to make a quick dash over the border into Germany.
The river pushed a lot of water but it was dropping as you could see from
the sediment on the banks.

Today I had my priorities sorted so I headed for the pub first.
Just as I was zipping my second wheat beer the major called and asked the owner to shut the place down.
He declined because voluntarily shutting down meant no compensation.
I was thus able to order the Mexico burger, a new dish for the upcoming season. As it should be the burger was hot.. jalapeño’s. 
Had to extinguish the fire with some more wheat beer.
Since it could be my last visit I had the double cheesecake with cream as desert.

Even though it seemed hopeless I still went fishing. 
The choice of spots was limited as this brown soup was virtually unfishable.
The first spot yielded no fish but the second spot had actually fish moving about.
Just as I thought my nymph was stuck to the bottom the bottom moved and I just caught a glimpse of a dace.

Further casts as the same spot yielded a small dace and a roach.
As usual my hip waders where to short so I ended up with wet feet again.
I made it back over the border in time as public life around was about to shut down completely. 
Borders closed down … public places like pubs as from now mandatory closed.