A call from a friend suggesting we go fly fishing at ladybower in the Peak District was readily accepted as I just couldn't get excited at any other option right now that meant sitting in the sun and heat.
So off we set to arrive around 5-30pm in time for an evening ticket .
It was supposed to be fishing well but guys returning to the boat pontoon said otherwise.
We were told that when all the boats were moored we could fish the pontoon and the disabled pontoon together which was taken up by us both.
"Up in the water, a Fritz on a fast return" was the suggestion at the office but sadly not so.
We struggled for a while but had the delight of seeing two Hercules transport planes they had flown very low down Derwent water then swung a left onto the "Bower" and eventually over the dam wall towards Branford! Big big echoes of the guys in lancs training for the famous raid on the Ruhr reservoirs in '43.
It was worth the ticket just to see them!
Eventually the breeze died down and insect life did the same and for an hour until dark trout began their evening ritual of mopping them up .
My friend managed four rainbows to my one bluey along with several pulls that failed to connect but all very pleasant, absorbing stuff that we persevered at until 10-15 pm.
All told a really nice change other than me forgetting about a number 5 line I had promised to purchase for a new fly rod a couple of years ago .
