So off I went for another go at catching fish in February.
It was a stormy day, strong wind gusts and some rain.
On my way to the water I came across a white cat in the field and thought
it would be a good omen.

First stop was the reservoir where I figured I would soon hook into some sort of perch or maybe a pike … not so.
The water was clear, no life to be seen except for some cormorants, gulls and crows.
I wondered what the crows where doing on the shoreline, I checked it out and found a two dead fish on the shore.
A good day for the crows, I had no bites or following fish.
The wind had picked up considerably during the morning which made casting difficult.
The streamer was more often found in the shrubs lining the water or my clothes than at the fish level … next stop river.

With all the rains the river was once again high and dirty … 
On my sure shot spot nothing was moving despite trying several depths and weighted nymphs. 
In fact almost all spots I normally fished where unfishable due to strong current and stained water.
The last spot finally delivered some fish to my surprise.
A few small dace and a small brown trout took the nymph at the end of the day.
Finished the day at the pub for a meal and

The snowdrops start to bloom, usually the white flowers are the first in spring but I already noticed a yellow flower springing up.
Fish activity was minimal but after all it is still winter.