The river that musn't be named

Tonight I had a few glasses of cider (which I won as part of a 'cider hamper' on father's day from my local pub/family eatery here in sunny Norfolk). I've never won anything in a prize draw before, so I was pretty pleased.

Anyway, I am feeling emboldened by the delicious cider, and so have decided to post some first pictures of the river that I fish on in Norfolk for salmo trutta, including the sea going variety. Yes. You read that last part right.

Why do I need to be emboldened to talk about it? Well...because its a secret. And the other club members, some of whose names you will recognize from the fly fishing 'tabloids', are fairly adamant that it should remain so. In fact, I was warned by the committee not to publicize it, because we didn't want 'the others' poking their noses in. It seems that there are all sorts of groups that might count as the opposition in terms of keeping a river pristine for fishing (which might not be the same thing as keeping it pristine for other sorts of activities like bird watching, irrigation/ livestock or poaching).

Sooo - I will play along and not reveal its location or name. After all, I've got some of my own money sunk in the membership fees (which are a bit steeper than what I'm used to paying in S. Wales...or the US for that matter). It is therefore in my economic interest to keep it quiet. And probably my sporting interests too. So from now on, I will refer to it as the River That Mustn't be Named (RTMBN). I like that, because the last three letters are my initials.

On the other hand, it is probably not going to hurt to post some carefully composed shots of the river from time to time in order to add a bit of context to my ramblings. I do spend a lot of time in these surroundings, and its nice for other anglers to 'have a butchers' at the other guy's patch. So here's a couple to just introduce you to where I fish...or at least one place where I do it often:




And of course, the obligatory fish porn shot. This guy will go about 2 pounds. He will not be easy to catch in that spot. These fish spook at the slightest hint of rod movement. A long drift and a stealthy approach are required for success here. Note the boil - top left- where I spooked another trout when I poked the camera lens out of the bushes too quickly.