SHADOWS AND LIGHT John Aston There’s a kind of melancholia running through autumn grayling fishing. The days are too short and those prematurely black evenings don’t lighten the mood. You know there is the inevitable cold downward slide to midwinter. But there’s a kind of hope too, not just for the short — but intense sessions to come but also for the rebirth of the river in a few short month’s time. The anticipation of a bright April morning, sun on your back and the smell of wild garlic on the wind — it’s a good feeling. So you look f orward to that day and on the day itself you know you’ll look forward to the six months of indulgence to come ...
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