After pond-ering several options for the Willmore Iles summer jolly the decision was taken to spend a day fly-fishing on Chew Valley Lake. It wasn't difficult to lure the team from endless drawings and BREAM calculations. Conditions on the day were not id-eel but carp-diem, we knew some time on the lake would be good for the sole. After basic tuition in casting we headed straight out onto the water, there was no time to mullet over; this was the reel thing. Two novices and a ghillie to a boat - motor boats thankfully, no one wanted to roe.
Poor weather conditions meant that although everything was in plaice, the fish weren't biting. There were lox of line tangles, casting on land was much easier than being perch-ed in a boat. A bass-ic but hearty lunch of steak sandwiches fuelled us for the afternoon.
Thank Cod, by 4pm some cloud cover gave us a fighting chance of catching. 'Holy Mackerel' came the shout as George hooked his first fish - even the hard of herring would have heard him. Paula was by now hooked and managed to land a 2.5lb Rainbow Trout. Paula took her fish home to eat, shellfish and cruel some say, but for her it is not a moray-eel issue; its ethical.
After a relaxing day we are back in the office with a new sense of porpoise.
Thanks to Martin and his team for a great day out.
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