Hanningfield
A bit of a late night flytying with Palinka. We managed to drink it all, which is a relief. No idea how we managed to get up at 8am, phew, these early morning starts are always hard. Personally I’ve never had a problem getting up with the sun, but I’m not sure Sean has been up this early before. And it was obviously that Snake had never been up this early too, in fact he had to pack in and sleep in the car for a few hours. Anyway we caught some fish. Trevor had eight I think – or something like that – certainly he had more than me, on a secret gold head daddy… because you know, that’s what the fish were on. I had five on Bibios and other stuff like that.
Lost a really nice fish early on in the day. Could have been five pounds. Probably MUCH more. Bastard.
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- Sean on Vice
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- We all tied identical flies, apart from Snake.
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- RFU and Royal Wulff, size 32. Interesting technical differences.
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- Sean’s flybox, or one of them.
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- It’s all about to happen…
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- Sean and Snake. Neither of these guys had seen the sun rise before.
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- Trev and his first fish
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- Fin perfect, goldhead daddy eating MFF
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- Last fish of the day, which Trev has already released, completely by accident.
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- One of my fish, maybe the first one.
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- Nice underpants. Normally I don’t wear any of course.
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- 8 o’clock sunrise.
