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Walked straight on past Roach Bend on to the next stretch to see what was what.

I had heard of some roach and imposter stone loach so headed up to the top of our top beat and did indeed find the imposter stone loach (gudgeon, a tale best left on the Whats App Group) in reasonable numbers and slightly larger than last time out too.

I've got a couple of tench catch ups to write but at last the river police have shut the feck up and I have had a couple of trots and it's been a lovely change.

Last fish before heading off to the Ionian Sea.

Like the New Zealand keeper I've been standing up to the stumps, well above the knee rolls anyway.Thin water, overgrown banks and roasting temps have seen me don the beach shoes and swimmers in the cool water.

The chub were spawning at the weekend on My River.

First day of the new season a gentle roving affair, an hour on a low Wensum, lots of fry and minnows, and some small but perfectly formed roach and brownies.

The embargo on Golden Pond had been lifted despite what the notice on the gate said and I'd had enough of painting BureBoi Villas.

Eels.

Definitely been a bustling in the hedgerows, lovely warm winds.

Haven't been on Golden Pond for a while, and the rhodos are out, but not the flag iris yet.

Another quick raid, another plump tench. increasing the season heaviest by 4oz at 6lb 6oz.

Brace, pigeon pair, a left and right etc.

I've used Source now for what seems donkeys years.

Mission was to catch my first mullet on the fly rod.

Wind has had a nip to it but the tench are feeding.

Big bucket of bread and pastes and some left over just in case red maggots.

Big, big winds, 45-50 mph in gusts and plenty of flying limbs.

Not much time left on the rivers and not much desire to turn to the stillwaters yet.

The Loafer was booked to be ghillie for Bully but the forecast was for rain later so I got down to the rolling hills of Devil Dog and Roses Round the Cottage Door Land an hour or so earlier and headed up past the pre-baited spots into new territory for me.

Been thinking a lot about a stretch of my 'new' river.

The early bird catches the bigger rudd.

Rain petering out so rod out of the boot for a quick trot.

Bring yer wellies was the Loafer's instruction.

Something possessed me to get the pike rods out yesterday.

One day of no rain forecast for Saturday so headed back to The Pastons to see if I could find the roach.

Proper rain not due till later.