You never know

      It doesn't look very inspiring but whenever I've driven past this small land drain, which inevitably leads to a bigger one, I've meant to stop and then look and watch for a while. This time with no heavy farm machinery passing I finally did. Anglers do like to hang over bridges no matter how inspiring or uninspiring the view is, in fact I think we are programmed to do it anywhere.
      I know another land drain just like this one where I've caught pike but that one doesn't have the benefit of a bridge to constrict the flow and make a small pool on the other side. Most people ignore these small man-made drains but you never know what lurks in there.
      I sat for a while and who should turn up but Mr Heron and he knows a thing or two about fishing. I watched him catch some small silver fish but when I tried to get closer he was up and away as quick as you like croaking, honking and lumbering his way into the distance.
      Although no club owns, or at least rents the water, I'll find the farmer and ask for permission because farm managers can get quite iffy about people tramping about on their carefully cultivated land.
      Now to get the first visit organised. After gaining permission of course.