March came in like the proverbial lion, and went out yesterday like several lions, all of them in a very bad temper. Winds reached 70 m.p.h., trees were felled across the county, with many main roads and countless minor ones impassable, and 9 feet of surf on the north Devon coast. Fortunately we had no particularly heavy rain to discolour the water, and this afternoon Alex's camera captured these images from the river Thrushel.
There was very little fly, although we saw several grannom on the Lyd in the morning. The trout came well to a small pheasant tail nymph, typically very fast, in the manner of true wild fish. Easter is predicted to be a little warmer, which should bring out a few large dark olives along with the grannom, and may offer some sport to the dry fly.
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| Fist cast of the season. |
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| First Trout |
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| Second Trout |
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| Purple Toothwort on Willow stump |
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One can see why it's called 'Toothwort'.
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