The project I was working on was on hold and since I had nothing better to do on my Friday home office day I decided to go fishing instead.
With the exceptional fine weather soon ending I could think of no better way to spend the day.

In the bright sunshine it seemed pleasant to hide under the canopy of the trees as they still had leaves. I fished a spot I had avoided most of this season as it just was no good anymore.
Fishing the nymph and getting no bites was a reminder why I skipped this spot.

A glimpse of hope was the sign of a continuously rising fish.
The way the fish rose was for me a sign that it had to be a trout.
A light breeze blew a steadily supply of debris on the water that caused the fish to rise.
My weapon of choice was a spent mayfly due to its silhouette and color and it did the trick
as I could hook a nice brown trout.

With the water being very low I could not find good deeper spots that held fish.
Most of the time I spotted fish moving in front of me in the shallow water.
With a small nymph I was able to get the odd roach or dace.

It was time to move to other spots that boasted deeper water.
My goal was still to catch more trout and at a deeper pool  I thought that I
spotted a dark green back of a rainbow trout.
Again the fish was feeding in the debris lane.
I tried to re-acquire the trout after setting up but could not see it anymore.

Luckily I saw an even bigger fish further downstream actively scouting the debris.
The fish was of such size that I opted for heavier tippet, I also tied on a spend mayfly pattern.
As soon as the fly came into view range the trout hit it and it gave quite a fight with jumps included. Second trout of the day was a fact.

My last shot of a trout came when I spotted one standing right under the adjacent bank.
I figured a 100 percent hooking chance when drifting the spent mayfly over but the fish was suddenly gone.
I could not see where the fish had gone… until I spooked it by wading upstream.

For the remainder of the afternoon I could not get anything anymore to bite.
I still spotted some fish but no trout, with sun getting low I called it quits and
visited my home away from home for dinner.