Wet and woolly
As it turned out it started to drizzle from about 50km out and continued until we left. The nice part was that we all caught fish. Malcolm a couple or tarpon and sootie's on soft plastics and Richard and I a sooty on fly.
Again the sanity was questioned but it is this point where we look at why we go fly fishing. I personally am not sure. I enjoy the trip, I enjoy the walk and I enjoy the fishing. I do feel I need to catch a fish but that seems to be where it sits. I could get a bit melancholy here but I might leave it. Malcolm thinks I need to get to the high country and chase some trout for awhile and I think he might be right! But we will wait and see. Enjoy the day, enjoy the fish.