R.Anker - Pastures New.

After my success on the R.Tame it was time to move on, after slipping back that beauty I retired back to the car and had a good nights sleep, with one of the windows half cracked open I could hear the chorus of Owl chatter as I drifted off. Nice. Sunrise came and at the alarm I was already up and tea brewing such was my eagerness to get moving on, with another day of angling ahead I packed away all my wet gear and off I went, goodbye Tame and hello Anker. A totally different river, much more intimate, windy ( Anker from Latin literally translates to windy river ), its the sort of river I love to fish, the whole stealth approach and minimal disturbance is right up my street and within half an hour I was seeing Barbel and Chub, one Barbel possibly around 8lb and another which looked close to that magic 10lb mark. With it being so low and clear I could see the fish easily with my glasses and it was exciting to see my target species so quickly, but given the clarity was it going to be…