Winter fishing, against better judgement due to recent rains I went out.
In my opinion it was better to fish flooded streams than being holed up inside a house.
As the ditches already carried a lot of water and the first stream I crossed was blow out
hope was low.

To increase the changes of catching any fish I stopped at a sandpit en route to the stream.
I had never caught anything there and this time was not different.
I tossed a stream near the reedbeds and submerged trees in hope to get a pike or 
pike but nothing showed up.

When I finally arrived at the stream the coffee colored water was blasting through.
The hip waders were barely high enough to keep the water out.
The only way to catch fish in these situation was to use the squirminator as it head
enough profile to entice fish.

I had plenty of bites from the gudgeons who were active and in the end one stuck.
With some luck I also tackled two small dace and that was it for the day.
Darkness came quick and so I ended the day at the pub early, the Brightside of the day.