It didn’t take too long to get to the other venue, it’s not busy but being mid week it was what I was expecting although the French do have a lot of bank holidays in May and I can never work out when they are, it can get busy when there is an extended one.

Mick was due to leave early on Saturday morning for the long drive back to England and was still hoping for a biggie before he left. Come Saturday morning I could hear him packing away his gear, it was just getting light and the lake was misty and moody, I guess it was around sixish. There is a single bleep on my 25ft rod I’m half out the sleeping bag and getting the boots on when it rips and it feels like a reasonable fish on the end plodding around.