With the predicited warm weather my hopes for catching fish where pretty high but the reality was different.
The main task for this day was to get my second fishing license so I could
fish the feeder stream of the main river again.
As this particular feeder ran just beside the clubhouse I did wet a line in the hope to catch a chub or dace.
The water was clear but I could not spot any fish at all.

The morning was pretty cold and so the lack of action did not surpise me.
One thing in the afternoon was notable, the high number of insects I encountered in the countryside.
With my chub hotspot letting me down the only thing to do was to check out the main river and see if something was moving there.
Just by chance I managed two dace on the nymph in the upstream section.

At a slow moving mill stretch dace where actively hunting the surface.
The fish where small though and with the low sun I could not spot any larger fish.
The only thing to do was to drop an emerger at rising fish and hope for the best.
I missed most of the lightning fast strikes but one small fish stuck.
In hindsight expectations where a bit too high as it was still winter.

The end of the day was as usual reserved for the pub.
The day trippers and bikers had populated the beer garden in numbers but with the sun going town the temperature rapidly went to freezing.
At the pub they told me the bad news … they where out of dark wheat beer … not a problem for me though as the regular stuff also tasted great.