It was only a few days ago that I wrote about the evening rise . Yet already I have creeping into my mind an increasing urgency to take every opportunity for an evening session . Time has taught me that when you hit August the evening light disappears all to fast . So this last week has seen me fit a couple of evening hours on both the Rye and the Dove.
Have you ever seen such a pretty stream as this. The trout below was the best of several I had in a short session. lean but scrapped like a tiger. The fish actually started rising earlier than usual but all were tucked into fast streamy water under trees.
The Dove smaller and shallower but an excellent stream that has a good head of wild browns and grayling Dead low at the moment but fish still rising in the streamy water.
A typical Dove brownie. Fish were hard to find . the river is well below summer normal level and very clear. Despite stealth the fish were incredibly spooky and just getting within casting range was in its way a small victory.
At the end of the evening a few raindrops appeared but not the decent rain we need to freshen up the rivers.