I had a successful evening offering the wooly bugger to brown trout as late afternoon crept into the valley and turned to dusk. As I made my way upstream, a flash of white and a muffled rustle from the heavy grass along the bank produced a curious ermine who followed me for a short time as I worked the water.
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A tiny gem to start the evening on the first cast |
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The ermine peering from a well concealed tunnel |
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The last brown of the night was a good one |
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