On Monday I was in a lazy mood and choose to fish the mill pool of the nearest stream over the border. I had misjudged the amount of rain that had fallen in the previous day or at least the effects on the water clarity. The stream had risen a few inches and visibility was very poor.

I tried all the tricks in the book but only got nibbles from the tiniest of tiny fish.
Tried streamers for pike and perch but none of those around or in biting mood.
All I could get was a dace, a gudgeon and a ruffe which I never had caught on the fly before.

I had the pool for myself for most of the time and only saw one bait angler for a few hours.
He caught one or two fish but nothing spectacular either.
The move to the adjacent pub was an easy choice.