Well, the weather today was cooler, very windy, but bright and sunny.
I caught a bucket load of salmon parr, it's great to see so many in the river, and in between their splashy little rises to the sporadic hatches and wind blow terrestrials there were bigger fish gently sipping flies from the surface. It amazes me how fish see bugs in among the masses of dead and dying leaves that are blanketing the surface.
I cast a dry fly across one of these rises and a fish takes it, a big fish, it's a grayling and after a tussle it sheds the hook. I carry on down stream and continue to catch parr and smaller grayling. At the bottom of the beat I walk back upstream and gently enter the water again. I wait, and see the big fella is back on station and feeding again. Not wanting to spook it I tie on a small emerger and after a couple of casts it takes it and this time I bring it to the net, and it's a cracking fish!