With the Vale shrouded in snow I decided not to venture too far and so popped down to a local stretch of the Avon. The conditions dictated that I should be Chub fishing and armed with cheese paste I did just that. Not the most exciting of sessions but as usual a Robin visited, scrounging food. A brave little fella who would come right up to my feet for a bit of cheese.
I tried several different swims with little success until finally I located fish and landed this pristine fish of about three pounds.
That was it for the day.
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