I was right and, in the short time I was there (less than forty-five minutes), I had a fish on every cast.
Or should I say every drop.
Tucked in the vegetation and fishing with my Poachers Pocket rod and reel, I was only inches away from the fish.
I lost count of the number of three-spined sticklebacks that I caught.
It’s always a good sign when you can’t remember how many fish you banked.