That’s a bit of a pity as in North Wales we have a great pitch for distance casting training. From it there’s uninterrupted view down to the sea and the array of wind turbines off-shore tell you all you need to know about the expected breeze. I think I have set at least 4 of my PBs on this field, with one (the 55g) being bettered only the last time we were up that way. It’s reassuring to know that I can still get close to my best if I practice and I ignore the aches and pains.
We’re going to be in Wales this weekend again. The river is a little high as I write but it’s coming down and the forecast is pretty good for the rest of the week, so fingers crossed we’ll get a day on the river – perhaps on Tracy’s birthday.
I’m sure these dark evenings will kick me into fly-tying action soon, but first I need to purchase a few bits and bobs – thread etc. (I only use Gelspun these days as I like to tie my patterns down tight). I’ll obviously be tying mainly bonefish patterns but I may stray into grayling flies – although the thought of tying on size 16’s and below fills me with dread given my eyesight. I’m much more confident with size 4 and 6 saltwater patterns, plus the odd 6/0 for cudas and shark. Once I start tying I tend to get on a roll and knock out maybe half a dozen a night, so our fly boxes should be overflowing before our next bonefishing trip.