Then the pike moved in, or at least one anyway.
The extremely slow action, brought on by the flashes of the predator in the swim, meant I found myself mostly staring at a stationary orange tip, as opposed to one that had previously kept disappearing.
I kept going though, as you do, but the catch rate dropped off considerably later in the session.
Still, it’s always good to be in the great outdoors.
I didn’t get away from the movies totally because I’m currently listening to the best of Doris Day in the car.