It's always a pleasure to take a client to an upland lake in the Snowdonia National Park to fish for truly wild, indigenous, brown trout. Fish that have been resident for millennia and unadulterated though stocking or interference from man.
I love the peace and tranquility of mountain lakes, totally silence save the mournful cry of a solitary lapwing.
We started the day unable to see much of the lake through the low cloud but that didn't stop the spirited brownies from rising to a small dry fly. As the day warmed and the sun appeared the lake came alive with fish rising to claret dun.