It was nice weather so I tried chub once more. 
At my hotspot there was not a single fish to be seen.
But I noticed some of the big chub at spots where I could not get to.
High steep banks made casting impossible as you got stuck in the high
grass on the backcast.

Furthermore it was almost impossible to land a fish without getting 
wet = jump in the drink and then figure a way to get out.
I tried the open field and found some fish but they where all cruising to
somewhere and not inclined to take a surface fly. 

I was almost about to give up when I spotted a few mayflies buzzing
around which made me stay and visit another spot.
From a bridge I spotted a big chub and it was stationary moving about
in the pool looking for food.

Again steep banks but it was possible to slide down the bridge embankment
and find some footing on the rip rap in order to land a fish.
I went down to the bank and hid behind the high grass but could not spot the fish anymore.
I feared he was on to me but suddenly I spotted him right under the bank where I was standing.

A quick flip with the rod and the mayfly dropped on the water, the chub instantly moved 
forward and grabbed the fly.
Managed to fight the fish and keep it out of the weeds, 50cm prime chub … happy.

With the first big chub under the belt I went to the upstream section to try for trout.
I noticed that the big trout was still present but when it spotted me it shot off downstream
to be never seen again.
Luckily I got another nice fish further upstream.

With the work of the day done it was time to hit the pub.
Went again for the feta cheese appetizer and the noodle main coarse.
Topped it of with Cappuccino and a piece of chocolate mousse cake.