For one reason or another, I'm struggling a bit for motivation. I actually got up at a sensible time with the intention of going to a day ticket still water. By midday I was still slobbing about, slurping coffee, listening to the radio and mooching around the www. By 1330, I was still at home but decided that I really had to get my backside into gear. However, as it was so late, I wasn't going far.
The first trot through produced an optimism boosting grayling. It was downhill thereafter. Eventually managed a second grayling after losing two lunatic trout and a grayling. Ended up moving swims just to tempt one more grayling before knocking it on the head. Back in the comfy chair with a nice warm brew by 1600.
Pleased I went, but not so much with the fishing. I won't be forcing myself out of the door for a while. I hate winter.