We went West, to Wales, to the Llyn Peninsula and the headwaters of Afon Dwyfach close to Bryncir to be precise with spectacular views over Snowdonia and South towards Porthmadog, Harlech and Barmouth.
The very opposite to West Norfolk in fact. We were surrounded by brooding mountains, deep wooded valleys and tumbling streams instead of the deep rich arable land and slow rivers of the reed fringed Fen drains.
The stream on the farm where we stayed was either crystal clear or, after rain, the colour of tea as it hammered down the hillside. Catch the spate just right, as it ran off after heavy rain and there were wild Brown Trout and Sea Trout to be caught in the pools and glides.
Skues and Halford wouldn't have been impressed, the farmer said forget the fly rod and use brandlings from the muck heap, so a hook and a split-shot completed the set-up and it worked.
We're planning next year's trip now, high level discussions will take place over a glass of wine and the maps of short-listed areas but this beautiful part of Wales has real pull.
