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A caddis night


That feeling, when you wake up and the first thing you remember is the night before. Loosing that BIG trout. You stalked it, watched it and sneak upon it for two and a half hours and missed the catch. That feeling!



The beast

I am not going to bore you with 15 pics of brown trout and grayling. I give you the goodie!
I snatched a two day trip before going on family vacation. The condition in the area looked phenomenal and previous results trigged the nerves out of my system. With “Elvis beach”, by one of my Swedish favourite bands The Bear Quartet, in the speakers, me seeing fish fight episodes in slow mo in my head and the pedal to the metal, the atmosphere in the car was ecstatic.


Lost another battle

Just had another go at the monster trouts in the fab small wood lake. Trout won. Had a 4 pounder, at least, tailing at me 2 meters from the belly. Kind of annoying. But beautiful.




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