Thursday, 15 November 2012
Here is a lovely place to drift a bushy fly down in the summer. After you catch the resident whopper, under that tangle just below the cobble weir, simply wander up five yards, cross the bridge and you are on Ogden Island, a place of great beauty that brings joy to the beholder on every visit. Henry loves it because here he often finds a pheasant or two to scare into the air.
Of course you'll catch nowt if you look at the place from this vantage point!
Crawling into position downstream from here and keeping hidden is essential for any chance of success...