Difficult Roads Often Lead to Beautiful Places

I once heard the phrase ‘difficult roads often lead to beautiful places’. Could be more right.

I participated in a rare event called a ‘four day weekend’ last weekend and, in between a fantastic amount of fly orders, I managed to get out onto the water a couple of times. Spring is well and truly here, but the mountain waters still aren’t quite as warmed-up as their lower cousins. Fish are moving, however, and I’ve a feeling (if this mild weather holds) that this is going to be one special trout season. My fingers are crossed.

It’s back to the fly orders for me, but enjoy a few images from the weekend.

Waters are just a tad low, but the fish are moving…
Waters are just a tad low, but the fish are moving...

 

…and what gems they are…
...and what gems they are...

The trees are still a little bear, but the current milder temps will soon change things for the better…
The trees are still a little bear, but the current milder temps will soon change things for the better...

And the view of the valley below is stunning…
And the view of the valley below is stunning...

Inhabitants are a little strange…
Inhabitants are a little strange...

But their colourations are breathtaking…
But their colourations are breathtaking...

Fishing finished, and back to the orders. This year’s pre-season orders have been phenomenal…
Fishing finished, and back to the orders. This year's pre-season orders have been phenomenal...

…and an order of 45 flies to go…
...and an order of 45 flies to go...