It's a miserably wet day so far, but precipitation is falling as mizzle rather than the prolonged heavy stuff that will lift the river to salmon fishing levels.  So as we approach the end of the salmon season there is still not enough water to make the trip to Horton to wet a salmon fly worthwhile.

A chance meeting with a member of Settle Anglers in the hardware store in Settle yesterday saw us chewing the fat for so long that we were in danger of being locked in as the store closed.  Only the intervention of Mrs F who came in to find out if  I had slipped through a time warp into another dimension curtailed the natter.  I learn that the screw turbine at the Hydro plant will be installed shortly, but work is well behind schedule and considerably over budget.  I really do have my doubts as to whether this generating plant will ever be of any value and I really can't see it having a long life.  Looking at the work done so far I get the distinct impression that one really good Ribble flood and the whole lot will go to hell in a handcart.  I shall keep my fingers crossed!

Ian