Hi friends Now that things are looking up with this covid restrictions I decided a wee fishing trip was in order so I booked a boat on a Loch 50 miles away that i have fished man and boy and was i up for this or what. Up at 6am sandwiches and flasks filled i set off with a spring in my step got on the boat and got on with my passion and thats fly fishing. 4 hours into an 8 hour session just casting a fly i never felt that i was using up much energy until I found myself flopped in the middle of the boat with not a bit energy left to even pull the cord to start the engine to get me to the boating station, all I could think of was to phone my wife to phone the boating station to tell the ballifs my position on the Loch and the predicament I found myself in, towed back to the boating station to find a doctor had been called an was waiting to see me. The long and short of it I was so excited about finally getting fishing i had done everything as normal, packed bag, packed car, rods reels flys all tucked nicely in the boot "but" this over excited numpty forgot to take his meds before he left the house that day, believe me when I tell you I felt a right kipper for causing such a fuss for everyone involved, grateful for the help I donated a few pounds to a charity of the bailiffs choice and it went to macmillan so the day was not totally ruined. I still feel a right dufuss when I tell folks about it
Loch
loch, oh no..what an end to what was supposed to be a great day.But try to see the funny side, you made some great memories 
Well that "forget Meds" thing must be a man thing..my hubby is same lol
Pet
PS i love fishing, could go every day
