Green and grey

The river wasn't too high in the morning and we were hopeful. We fished through a few pools and saw one or two fish, but still couldn't tempt them.

Another great lunch in the hut as the rain and wind continued. The river started to rise fast after lunch and was up by about a foot and a half in the next couple of hours.

No fish all weekend. The luck of the Scots is not the same as luck of the Irish.

Great weekend though and we made it to the airport in time for another pint of the black stuff to say goodbye to Northern Ireland.

(Thanks Jamie!)