As the river is still high, I thought it would be on with the Czech Nymphs, top dropper a new black bug I have been playing with, middle dropper, old faithful "The pink killer" and on the point a heavy hare ear. In the first run a lovely looking spot under an over hanging tree, flip the bugs up stream, tap, tap along the bottom of the river bed, bang, fish on, a very lively out of season brown trout, thrashing around on the surface trying to get him self loose, but not this time, a lovely, silvery fish of about half a pound. About 4 metres further down the run, the same happens again, another brown trout, some grayling fishing this seems to be today, the run was about 50 - 75 metres long, all in all four nice silvery browns had come to hand, but where was the grayling !

Moving off further down the river to another nice looking run, there has got to be a grayling in this run, but first there is a tree laying along the river bank, with a nice deep Eddy of the end of the tree, that looks worth a go flick the bugs in and straight a way, I have hooked part of the tree, as all of a sudden the tree shakes its head, the tree turns into one of the best brown trout I have seen in a long time, on the plus side it was a fantastic fish, but on the minus it broke me right at my feet as I was about to slip the net under him, Oh Well I suppose you can't win them all! After moving into the main body of the run and working my way into the nicer looking water, another fish and this time a grayling, but only about twelve inches long, not a monster, but nice to see the young fish coming through the system. By the time I had reached the bottom of this run, no more grayling but another couple of brown trout.

Two more lovely looking stretches came into view as I wondered around the next corner of the river, the first run was a lot faster than any of the other ones I had fished so far to day, so I swapped the point fly for a heavier fly, working a long the run the bugs stopped all of a sudden and yes, it was a nice grayling, you could see the silvery flanks flashing in the water, this was a better fish also, when it came to the net, it weighed around one and a half pound, that was more like it, I thought I was on to something in this run, but no, I didn't have another fish all the way down this run, well to the next one, by now my hands were numb, I thought I would make this one, the last one for the day.

At the start of the run the water went over a solid rock step, into an almost like witch cauldron of swirling water, placing the bugs up stream so they would wash over the lip of the rock step, to see if any thing was waiting for food to wash down to them, first run through and violent pull, well I think someone is at home, but have I just pricked him and now all is lost? A couple more goes and what have we here, a solid pull and a fish thrashing his way down stream, in the fast flowing water and guess what, another out of season brown trout, a lovely fish of around a pound and a half, the grayling didn't want to play to day, but the trout certainly made up for it.