With the rain and snow melt I should have known that todays fishing outing would be a mission impossible but then when you want to catch fish you have to go to the water.
The bike ride in the morning was a tad challenging as the head wind even at 05:45 in the morning was pretty strong.

When I past the first major stream and heard the roar of the water I knew what I was in for.
The last leg of my ride was at daybreak and although I spotted numerous deer I was upwind from them and the odor of my socks sent them running.

At the stream visibility was very poor, the current very strong.
I tried all the known hotspots but not a single bite, still I did spot one fish.
The only other fisherman was a two legged feathered one, first time I came so close to a silver heron and subsequently the pics came out quite nice.
I had hoped the short break in the weather temperature wise would yield some dace and roach but
there was just too much current and stirred up silt (at least for my taste).

My wellies where once again too short for these water levels and the cold water reached all the
way to the toes.
After a couple of hours it was pretty clear to me that I could spent my time better at the pub and dry out at the fire.
Weather forecast for the next few weeks is dismal so I guess time is better spent tying flies.