I was trilled, excited and acted like a little child! - as usually when I am approaching and exploring new waters.
The warning the gave me - "kind of drifted out of my mind" - I considered myself as fairly experienced nymph fisher, so how hard could it be...
We arrived to a cosy little Bavarian hotel Friday at noon. While we passed the river-bridge to the hotel, my friend Robert stopped the car, and said "have a look". At first I couldn't see any anything, but after I got my Polaroid's on, I could spot several really big fish. My pulse jumped to a higher level instantly - I had arrived to a fly fishing Paradise, and I couldn't wait to jump into my waders and cast to these monsters.
But fishing licenses, carrying everything to our rooms etc. had to be done first, so I had to act calmly and fill up my soul with patience - not that easy when the only thing in your mind is to hook one of these beauties I'v just spotted from the bridge.
At the hotel we meet up with two of Roberts friends - Regina & Jürgen - a couple who had spend a lot of time by these river banks and were both very keen nymph fishers.