No Angling Session Is Ever A Waste Of Time

I had an early start this morning, up really early to fish a lake.

It was very quiet, with no people around and I wasn’t surprised to see a muntjac coming towards me in open ground.

When it finally saw me, it turned and made its way in a wider circuit before disappearing into woodland, where it will spend the rest of the day.

As far as the fishing was concerned, I was mini-jigging and fishing the shallow end of the lake.