Sometimes perfection comes without warning, The day had been chilly the wind a little too strong , The river level was a little low, the mayfly hatch has been woeful. But a couple of hours was available after work.
Sometimes just been in the river can be enough . But as I worked upstream searching the riffles and pockets, The chill went the wind dropped and the mayfly not hatching didnt matter anymore.
Two hours passed in an instant . Half a dozen fish were taken from the pots and riffles . All perfect fish on what turned into a perfect two hours.
