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Getting Lucky on Friday the 13th


Yesterday I decided on a trip up to Hillend despite it being Friday the 13th and all that nonsense.It was nice to be at the Loch on a fine nice warm morning with just a fine wee ripple on the water. There were quite a few fish showing in the area I was fishing and it wasn't long before I caught my first trout of the day.An hour or so later I had my second and final fish I reckon the two fish I fooled were most probably stockies but nice looking stockies all the same.I also missed a few fish too. As the morning progressed the wind picked a little but it wasn't too strong but it being a northerly there was a bit of a chill in the air. It was great to fish in an area I haven't fished much these last couple of years. My late friend Colin and I used to fish this part of the loch quite often and usually did quite well. I was hoping for a few hours at the loch today but SWMBO has plans so it looks like an early morning visit is in order tomorrow morning.

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  1. What did you catch with Allan?

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  2. I was using a back wooly bugger as suggested by Bob a Hillend regular who contacted me recently about his early season success. Both fish fooled by the WB on the point but llso had a wee Kate on the dropper. I am going to do a wee post for Bob and his pattern as he said he wanted to see a tidier version than his. Its nothing fancy just gold bead, peacock body palmered with black cock and ribbed with silver tinsel and black marabou tail

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