Second part of my session on the South bank in the teeth of a howling northerly. Fatigue through lack of sleep and the relentless wind and rain had taken it's toll but I was still catching. Any time awake was spent on the rods, tying rigs, making sticks to balance the rig or eating and drinking.
These are the sessions I love, where your constantly busy and you're having to push yourself to get those rods working and keep them going.
Happy days spent wet, cold and muddy