Reading this thread I confess I have never been an an angler, let alone a dry fly fisherman hoping to get a brace of trout!
BUT
As a boy not seemingly quite a teen, I was taken to the River Testcombe to learn the basics of dry fly fishing.
All in good intention I suppose looking back !
My instructors of the day were two middle-aged dry fly anglers of distinction who quickly lost patience with a boy who didn't follow the bloody rules.
So after a stiff bollocking , I spend the rest of the afternoon wandering about in the nearby fields and lolling about in the tall grass drinking ginger beer and enjoying my first wake up latent inner lusty call of a romantic kiss with a girl called Sheila who I hardly knew !
Since then of course now in the mists of time, and far away from an English summer of my youth on the River Test, the love of my life for 25 years is Linda from the panhandle of Idaho. Introduced to streams full of fish on a wonderful 2nd of July in Western Montana on the Blackfoot & try out this elusive skill of catching trainbows , cut throats & browns.
I suppose with a stretch of imagination it's not so far away from my native Gloucestershire and limestone rivers but no grayling in Montana .
https://fishingbreaks.co.uk//gloucestershire.htm .
Tight lines
Dennis
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